We are from Mumbai and from a high profile society in Bandra. We have an Audi car and were driving via Sea link one day. Suddenly, a bullet bike whizz past us and scraped the side of our car. I was angry and yelled at that rider. To my surprise, he stopped his bike right in front of our car.
He stepped out of his bike. A well built, muscular, bald, thick bearded, and black Indian man he was. He walked toward my car and asked me to repeat what I said and threatened to beat me up! My wife Rashmi was uncomfortable and asked me to calm down. She said, “He is built like a bull. Don’t go to fight with him.”
This made me feel so small but I know, I was a puny husband and decided to calmly talk to him. He said, “That’s better”.
I asked him to pay up for the damage. He readily accepted and said he would Google pay us. My phone was off and so Rashmi gave her number. He sent the amount. But now, this dirty black bull had my cute wife’s number.
He began casually texting her, asking about the repair and finally, after a few days, he asked her out for a coffee. My wife had kept me updated with their conversations but a strange incident took place a few days later.
Rashmi said that she was going out partying with her girl friends and might stay over at one of their places. She got ready in her skimpiest dress and was smelling so good. Her makeup was loud and I couldn’t resist but go and shake my small dick in the bathroom for a quick masturbation session thinking of her being used by a hardcore bull.
I dropped her off to a coffee shop and she said her friends would meet her there and they will go from there. I thought I saw that biker guy who crashed our car but ignored thinking it could be someone else.
The next day, she came home fresh and blushing. I knew something wasn’t normal. I took her phone while she was in the shower and read her chats. She has been chatting with Rajesh that biker dude who threatened to beat up her husband a few days back.
The messages read this:
Rajesh: You were so loud last night Rashmi, the neighbors almost woke up, lol.
Rashmi: Of course, you were making me cum so many times, just hitting the cervix perfectly.
Rajesh: I’ve been doing this for years now.
Rashmi: You are nearly double my husband’s size man.
Rajesh: lol poor guy, don’t ridicule him so much.
Rashmi: I’m just telling you what it is. You stretched me open, I was moaning in pleasure and pain. I have never ever squirted but yesterday you made me squirt 6 times. You are an animal man.
Rajesh: lol. You wouldn’t mind another session soon, would you?
Rashmi: I want to do it this time in front of my darling husband.
Rajesh: lol. Will he agree?
Rashmi: Why not? He will obey me like a proper sissy boy. Let’s meet this Friday night.
Rajesh: Ok..muaaaah.
Rashmi: Muaaaah.
This chat was so hot, I ran to the loo. I think I masturbated looking at their pics multiple times that day. Maybe 6-7 times. My dick was aching but I still masturbated because it aroused me so much.
The same Wednesday, on the dinner table, my wide said to me, “Baby, I am calling a friend over to dinner this Friday night. I hope you are ok with it”. I knew she was referring to Rajesh, but I just acted as if I didn’t know.
“Who is it?” I asked. She said, “It is a surprise.”
I was so horny by then. I asked her if I could make love to her that night. She said that she was tired. But I persuaded her and managed to fuck her with my puny dick and lasted 20 seconds, busted my nut and went to sleep. I woke up a couple of times and masturbated thinking of how hot Friday was going to be.
It was the big day. the bull Rajesh entered our house and I looked up to him, his big hefty built, his bull-like personality and his thick beard, dark tan face and body and black bald head. He was so intimidating. Rashmi hugged him tightly and her heavy tits rubbed properly against his chest.
He was wearing a white linen shirt and blue jeans, with sleeves rolled up. His forearms were huge, hairy and built like a thick strong iron rod.
I asked Rashmi, “Isn’t he the same guy who hit our car? How come he’s here?”
Rashmi spun a lie saying that it was a coincidence that he was her colleague. But I knew that wasn’t the truth.
We now began drinking and like a loyal husband and slave, I was serving the two with drinks every round. He asked me where the balcony was and went out for a smoke. For the first time, I saw my darling wife smoke as well. I was shocked. I said, “I thought you don’t smoke, baby.”
She said, “Many things change, jaanu”.
Now it was around 11 pm and Rashmi and Rajesh were both drunk. Rashmi was falling on him and he stripped his shirt in front of me. This was the hottest guy I’ve seen in my entire life. 6’3″ tall, broad chest, strong gym shoulders, huge deltoids, hefty muscular biceps, hairy black body, and a ferocious look on his pitch dark bearded face. His confidence was so high, Rashmi was literally melting.
By then he held my wife by her curvy waist, pulled her close to him, smooched her passionately for half an hour and threw her in bed to jump on top of her and fuck her like a wild animal! I asked him, what he was doing to my wife. He asked me to sit in a corner. Rashmi too asked me to strip my clothes off.
Now she compared my odd shaped, soft white, cute cuck body to his manly animal like body and said, “Look at this. This is what a real man looks like.”
She pulled his jeans and white Calvin Klein under wear after teasing him a bit with her tongue. She asked me to stand next to him. She compared. He was 2.5 times longer and thicker almost.
On the bed, she was so loud, sounds of, “Uffffff uggghhhh issshhhh aaahhhhh uhhhhhhh” etc and heavy monster grunts from him, made me feel so horny.
Rashmi said, “You are such a puny cute boy and kissed me and flew her hands through my half bald receding geeky head.”
She rubbed her tiny hands against my clean shaven face and said, “Awwww…you are so cute. Look at Rajesh. He is such a rough manly attractive bull.” This made me so horny, I pulled out my tiny dick and started stroking it vigorously and they continued fucking like mad passionate animals.
They fucked 7 times that night, each session lasting for 45 minutes, Rashmi squirted all over the bed, made it totally wet and Rajesh planted his seed every single time in her cunt with loud grunts.
It was such a hot and wild night, I still think of it and masturbate every day. Rajesh continued fucking her regularly and made my wife beg for more like a desperate slut. My cute, heavily busty wife, who was such a darling and loving wife to me, was now converted to Rajesh’s slut.
We still live a normal life, we go out as a family but the one big change has been, the entry of a bull in our life that has spiced up our sex life. Every time she gets fucked by him, they together humiliate me. Sometimes I wear her 38DD bra, sometimes her lipstick, sometimes both and watch them as they fuck like wild animals and I stroke my little dick.
