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[CUCK WATCHER]

My last couple posts were about my wife Amanda and her bull Barry knocking off quickies. Here's the opposite, it’s a real life story about one of their all night fucks. Over time Barry became more of a husband to my wife, rather than merely her bull. They had an emotional connection. That's part of the reason that she eventually broke up with him and quit the lifestyle. But, that's another story.

I’m writing this from memory. It’s a long story, get comfortable and give it a read. It’s about a hot night my wife had with Barry. Here’s a little background on him. Barry worked a union job that took him out of town 5 days a week. He usually came home every Friday night. For a while he came straight to our house for dinner and stuff. Between Amanda and me, we’re pretty good cooks. Even though Amanda never said anything, I know she always looked forward to seeing Barry.

OK, here we go. Barry was working on some big job out of state. The job took 3 weeks and while he was away, Amanda texted him every night. She got all happy when she found that he was coming home that Saturday. She went out shopping and even got a manicure and pedicure. Barry showed up at our house around 5 pm. Amanda had on a pull over and jeans that she just bought, she looked stunning. I guess she didn’t buy a new bra cuz her tits were swinging free under her top. When Barry walked in, Amanda went straight to him and gave him a big hug. Any other husband would have been jealous but this was normal for us. We talked a bit, went into the dinning room and ate dinner. After dinner we talked some more over a couple beers.

Then out of nowhere, Barry came right out and told Amanda that 3 weeks is too long to be away from my woman. She looked at him, got up and walked over to him. When he got up, she put her hand out, took his hand and said “Come on.” Without saying anything to me, they went upstairs. I heard our bedroom door close and thought damn. It sounded like they started fucking as soon as they hit the bed. I stayed downstairs listening to them. They were going at it like oversexed teenagers, he was saying stuff to her that I couldn't make out and after a while she got real vocal, moaning like a porn star. 30 minutes or so later everything went quiet upstairs and stayed quiet. I thought WOW what a fuck!

I put the dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed a bottle of wine and sat down at my computer. I polished off almost a half of the bottle watching porn. Looking at those people fucking, I thought they got nothing on them two upstairs. It was getting late and there was still no sight or sound of Amanda or Barry. Guess he’s sleeping with her tonight, so I went up to the bedroom next to our master bedroom. The wine hit me and I fell asleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of something hitting the wall between our bedrooms. It must have been one their arms or legs. A couple minute later, I heard our bed making noise. I thought about the porn I just watched and pictured my wife and Barry fucking for real on the other side of the wall. The wall isn’t insulated so it’s east to hear through it. All I heard was our loose bed frame clicking every now and then. I wasn’t sure if they were fucking or just tossing around. It wasn’t until I heard Amanda go “Mmmmm I missed you soooooo much" that I knew they were fucking again. Then Barry said "I'm here baby girl".

I laid there in bed awake, listening to my wife softly moaning mmmmmm for the longest time. I knew exactly what they were doing without even seeing them. I guaranty you he was on top of her, slowly moving his cock around inside her vagina. I seen them doing that before and they looked like a married couple making sweet love. While I’m lying there listening, they kept quietly fucking away. Sunlight started shining through the window when I heard Amanda crying. Barry said something to her like why you crying and she said “I can’t help it I just feel so good”. Then she went from crying to panting so loud I heard every breath OOOOOOOHH MMMMMM HERE IT COMES HERE IT COMES! I though What the fuck it sounds like she’s pushing out frigging triplets! I’ll say it again, it's a damn good thing we live out in the middle of nowhere, cuz if anyone heard her they’d call 911. Then she started crying again and saying “I love you so much”! Barry said Love you baby girl! I thought to myself, Oh Shit. You know, the one thing I didn’t think of when I got Amanda into having sex with other men was that she was going to totally fall in love. But, this is real life and she was in love with Barry. At the time, I had no idea how it was going to play out.

[Lonelybull]

I've always wondered about the trouble that comes with the eventual emotional connection formed between a wife and bull. Over the summer, I met with the wife of a couple first and we /really/ hit it off on a personal level. I really enjoyed chatting with her and getting to know her.

The husband was waiting to pick us up but I don't think any of us were expecting us to bond so well, so we ended up chatting for a little over an hour. I think that might have been the first seed of jealousy. I could tell he really only wanted me there to fuck her and wasn't too keen on us getting so friendly with each other in a non-sexual way, if that makes sense.

[CUCK WATCHER]

Lonelyboy, Your post makes perfect sense to me. When my wife Amanda agreed to give this cuckold interracial sex thing a try, it was all for the excitement of spicing up our love life. After dealing with all the shit that was thrown at us during our 18 years of marriage, we were in a rut. The first time she had sex with another man, it was like she became someone else. While I sat there watching her in bed with him, I thought she looked sexy as all hell. Seeing the way she turned him on made me want her even more. Her reactions made it clear that this was what she needed. Afterwards, she was the one that wanted to do this again.

Pregnancy was never a concern because her tubes were tied. Our biggest concern was her safety and health. So, we were very careful about who she had sex with. Even though we were careful, she worried about having sex with men she barely knew. I was right with her on that one. That's when a friend of hers offered to introduce her to a black man that she knew for years. His name was Barry and she said he was a nice man. He was married before, had a couple kids and was the kind of guy that would help anyone. My wife's friend was one of the very few people who knew what we were doing, so she introduced Barry to her. Back then, I was always with Amanda when she hooked up. I was in the motel room the first time she had sex with Barry. He was gentle with her and even looked uncomfortable that I was watching them.. Amanda picked up on his sensitive side and that was the start of her attraction to him.

Over the next couple months they got to know each other personally, chatting on the phone for hours, talking about everything. Before long, the motel hookups turned into him coming to our house and then her going to his house. She rediscovered her sexy side and I got into my role as the cuckold husband. Watching them fucking or even thinking about it excited me more than anything. Barry loved the arrangement he had sex with Amanda any time he wanted. Life was good. As time went on, I saw a change in Amanda she spent more and more time with him. She stayed at his house on weekends they went on day trips, they were doing the things that couples do. The whole time, I had myself convinced that this was all just part of our new open lifestyle. Even when it was obvious that she loved him I didn’t want it to stop. I didn’t want to go back to the way it was before. Crazy ,huh.

John