I met George and Maria the way all normal people do: off Reddit. To be fair, it was during the pandemic. I was somewhat new-ish to LA. And Maria connected with me off one of my previous GoneWild stories. It turned out that not only was she also in LA, she was only about 20 min away from me. Which, if you know LA, NEVER HAPPENS. This is a city where a 75 min commute to work is totally normal. And, even better, it turned out that Maria was looking for something specific and naughty: a Bull to dominate both her and her cuck husband.

For those who are unfamiliar, cuckolding is a specific dynamic in the kink world. The “cuck” is a guy who enjoys not just seeing his partner get fucked by a “bull”, but also enjoys being involved in the process as the “subservient” player. I’d played with hotwives before (see my post history), but the husband hadn’t been in the room before, nor had he been a cuck. But I was intrigued. More so when I saw Maria’s photos. She was a deliciously thick Latina. Think Salma Hayek in the face, but with smaller boobs and larger hips. Her husband was a…step behind. White. Balding. Glasses. Definite dadbod. Pretty much the opposite of me (30s, 6’ tall, good looking, athletic...and totally not biased about any of the former).

As Maria explained it over the phone, George was truly her sub. She wanted me to verbally humiliate him while fucking her, force him to give me head, and make him clean up all of my cum. Which she assured me that he had done before and absolutely loved. I paused for a moment. I mean, I'd had MFM threesomes before, but I'd never actually received head from a guy. And then Maria sent me a nude pic, dripping wet, a finger deep inside her pussy...with the caption "please daddy". And how could I to say no to that? Spoiler alert, I didn't.

I met the two of them over drinks. They were about 10-15 years older than me. George was wearing a dress shirt and khakis. Think standard IT guy uniform. Maria was in a tight black dress that showed off every curve of hers. And the two of them were actually totally delightful. Clearly in love. Finishing each other’s sentences. George assured me that he loved being a sub, and they’d figured it out pretty early in their relationship. But he knew Maria liked being dominated and manhandled, two things that were not natural for him. Based on my past stories, they thought that I’d be able to dominate them, but in a caring way to ensure their needs were met. Which, as both a dom and a giver at heart, totally appealed to me.

I eyed Maria up and down, not bothering to hide it. Eye fucking those delicious curves. Her thick lips. Smoky eye shadow. The plunging cleavage threatening to explode from her dress. I dropped my hand onto Maria’s knee. Felt her body slightly tremble. And I realized that she wanted this more than I did.

***sexy times***

We headed back to their place. And the moment I was inside the door, I had Maria pinned against the wall. One hand tight on the small of her back. My lips on hers. I cupped my hand around her thick ass as I felt her vagina grinding into my thigh, the heat from her pussy emanating through the denim of my jeans. All while George awkwardly stood there and watched us. He cleared his throat and asked if we wanted to go back to the bedroom. I looked over at him. His face was already flushed. Not from embarrassment. But from arousal. “Not yet, cuck. I’ll take her when I’m ready” I told him firmly.

I spun Maria around and shoved her into the wall, grinding my cock into her ass. I leaned close to her ears.

“Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes,” she muttered, struggling to catch her breath.

“Louder,” I calmly ordered. “Tell your husband exactly why I’m here.”

“You’re here to fuck me in front of him,” she moaned.

“In front of him, Sir.” I ordered, spanking her hard for emphasis.

“Sir, in front of him, sir,” she gasped.

“Good girl,” I whispered in her ear. My hand still on her ass. Massaging it softly. Rewarding her for her obedience. I slid my hand under her skirt. And realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Mmmm…naughty,” I murmured.

“I wanted to be ready for you. Sir.” she said.

I moved my hand higher. Felt the wetness already dripping from her vagina. I massaged her pussy softly as she moaned against me, her body shaking with anticipation. I adjusted my hands and slid a long finger into her sopping wet pussy, and her body spasmed. Like an electric current had shot through her. And I knew that she was ready. I pulled my finger out and brought it up to her lips. And, without a word, she clamped her lips on my fingers, tasting her own juices.

“Now we go to the bedroom,” I growled into her ear.

Inside the bedroom, I positioned George in the corner on a chair. The perfect view to watch me fucking his wife in front of him. And then I ordered Maria to her knees. She dropped immediately, fumbling at my belt. Pulling my cock out—but a light slap on her cheek stopped her. She looked up at me in confusion.

I leaned close. “Who told you to pull my cock out?”

She flushed. “Sir, may I suck your cock?”

I locked eyes with her. “Only if you ask politely.”

My cock was resting on her chin. A drop of heavy precum already starting to bead on my swollen mushroom head. Maria bit her lip. I could see her squirming with desire. But she choked it down and looked up at me with her big brown eyes.

“Please, sir. May I suck your cock?”

“Good girl,” I said with a smile. And I watched as this milfy Latina lowered her lips down to my cock and carefully kissed my engorged head, gently tracing it with her tongue before swallowing my cock down to the hilt. Fuck. She could deep throat like a champ. I moaned as her tongue and throat massaged my cock. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more.

I grabbed the back of her head with both hands. Started moving my hips to control the rhythm, face fucking her with my cock. Gently at first. But then harder. Rougher. Until I felt her gagging on my cock. And then I pulled my cock out to give her a chance to recover. But she was already moving her head back onto my cock, swallowing it down like it was the last cock she’d ever see. And this time, I let her take control. She’d earned it. And she was a fucking master. Swirling her tongue around my head. Kissing her way up and down my hard cock. Using her hands to massage my balls until every breath of mine ended in a moan.

I heard a whimper from the corner. George was still on the chair. But his pants were at his knee and he was furiously jerking his small, stubby cock.

“Who told you that you could touch yourself?” I asked him. And, like a kid caught red-handed, he sheepishly let go of his cock, the precum coating his hand.

“Put it back inside,” I commanded. And he awkwardly worked his cock back inside his underwear, pulling his khakis back up to his waist.

But I was already focused back on Maria. She was even more aggressive on my cock now, enjoying that I put her husband in his place. And I decided it was time to up the situation. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, precum and saliva dripping from her lips.

I traced a finger down her cheek to her lips. She immediately brought it into her mouth, sucking hard. And with a smile, I said “Baby girl, it’s time to get naked.

”She rose to her feet. Peeled off her dress. Her C-cup tits popping out, nipples as thick and hard as erasers. I moved her to the bed. She obediently bent over it, readying herself for doggystyle. And jumped as I spanked her hard enough to leave a handprint on her ass.

“Not yet, first I want to taste you,” I growled. I moved her onto her back. Leaned over her. Softly kissed her lips, moving my tongue inside, feeling her hunger as she kissed me back. I moved my lips to her neck, gently kissed my way to her swollen nipples, bringing each into my mouth as I worshiped her heavy breasts, feeling her hips softly bucking under me with each suckle.

I continued kissing my way lower. Down her abdomen. The inside of her thighs. Tracing her pussy lips with my tongue. Deliberately avoiding her clit, teasing her, feeling her body tensing until I softly, slowly, leaned in. My tongue gently tracing over her swollen clit, hearing the sharp cry bursting from her lips. And then I licked her clit again, and again, harder, faster, forcing her legs open with my hands, relentlessly tongue fucking her dripping pussy. Sliding a long finger in until I hit her g-spot, massaging her pussy from the inside while I worked her clit from the outside. Gripping her spasming hips with my other hand, working her pussy until, with an agonized scream, I felt her vagina pulsing, juices exploding against my lips as she had a furious, full-body orgasm.

I continued licking her, but gently now, bringing her down from her high. And then I moved my face up to hers. And even before I could order her to taste herself, she was kissing my face, using her lips and tongue to lick every last drop of her pussy off my face.

“Good girl,” I smiled as I stared deeply into her eyes. And moved my dripping cock up to her pussy. Rested the full length on her soaked slit. Biting her lip with anticipation, she adjusted her hips, my head right at the entrance of her pussy. Knowing we’d all tested so that I could fuck her raw in front of her husband.

But, before I could penetrate her, I pulled my cock back. She stared at me in confusion. I locked eyes with her, a smirk dancing on my lips.

“Not yet, baby girl. First, I want to see if George can suck a cock like you.” I moved off her hips. Sat on the edge of the bed and snapped my fingers at him. And Maria watched as her husband obediently shambled over, moving like he was punch drunk, and dropped to his knees in front of me, taking my cock in his mouth.

Was he good? God, no. No rhythm. Lot of teeth. Could barely get an inch inside his mouth before he started gagging. But I wasn’t doing this for my pleasure. Hell, I’m pretty straight, so I wouldn’t keep my erection for much longer. No, I was doing this for Maria.

And to establish control.

I turned to Maria. “Do you like watching your cuck try to suck my cock?”

She bit her lip and nodded, her eyes locked on her husband gagging on a stranger’s cock.

I leaned over and grabbed the back of his head. And gently lowered his mouth onto my cock. Until I felt him gagging, and then I let him come up for air. I smacked my cock against his cheek. “Good boy. Now you can jerk off in the corner.”

And then I pulled Maria under me. And slowly, deliberately, worked my cock into her dripping wet pussy. Pushing myself in, gasping as I felt just how incredibly wet she was, her entire pussy seeming to envelop me in wetness.

I heard a moan from the corner. George was there, whimpering as he stroked his cock, watching me penetrate his wife raw.

I began thrusting into Maria. Nice and steady. Exploring her pussy with my hard cock. Feeling her body tensing under me. I leaned into her ear and growled, “I need you to make me cum so that I can make your cuck husband lick it off you”. And she immediately began to orgasm on my cock, gasping as her face grew red, her body bucking under my hips as I carefully held her down, my cock continuing to thrust in and out of her as she slowly descended from the high. And then, as she returned to earth, I smiled at her.

“Good girl. Now it’s my turn.” I started thrusting into her. Harder. Faster. Rough fucking her wet pussy, taking control of her body, getting excited by the fact that, the harder I fucked her, the harder her husband stroked himself.

Getting more turned on, I pulled out. Smacked her hip. “Doggystyle. Now.”

Without hesitation, Maria moved onto all fours. I slammed my cock into her pussy. All pretense of gentleness gone. Hands on her hips, spanking that thick ass. Feeling her pussy getting slicker and slicker as every outbreath of hers devolved into a moan. Grabbing her hair in a fist, I jerked her head up, facing her husband, so that he could see her, getting the life fucked out of her by another man.

“George,” I commanded. “Get in front of her.”

He awkwardly shuffled over to her, his khakis still at his feet, cock in his hand.

“Maria. Mouth open. Suck him off,” I ordered. And as she sucked his cock, I started ramming her from behind, feeling her pussy clenching on my cock as she had rolling orgasm after rolling orgasm, her blowjob effectively controlled by my thrusts.

George’s moans grew shorter, almost hyperventilating as Maria worked his cock. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her lips off him. Tossed her back into missionary. Slammed my cock into her pussy. Standing on the edge of the bed, aggressively fucking her while her husband worked his cock with a death grip.

“Cum on her tits, George. Cum on your wife’s fucking tits,” I gasped, out of breath from the thrusting. And, with a yelp, he jerked himself off, dropping three small loads of cum on her chest.

And then I pulled my cock out. Nicely lubed with Maria’s cum. And stroked myself until I began cumming. Spurt after spurt, 8 thick ropes of cum pooling on her stomach and pussy, a massive load dwarfing George’s cumshot. He and Maria stared at it in awe.

“Papi, that’s a lot,” she gasped. I could only smirk in response. My cock is average-sized, 6”, but I’ve always cum like a pornstar. It wasn’t the first time I’d heard someone wowing over the amount, and it wouldn’t be the last.

I turned to George. He was red-faced. Eyeing the enormous load of cum beginning to drip down her body.

“Now be a good cuck and clean her up for round two,” I said. And, without hesitation, he dropped to his knees and began carefully licking and eating every drop of cum off his wife’s body. And I looked over at Maria, a blissful expression on her face. And I finally felt satiated. For now at least.