This happened the very first time I was present with my wife and one of her bulls. I'd seen a fair amount of cuckold porn so I'd naturally thought about the activity of guiding a man into her before, but hadn't pondered some of the actual feelings I experienced when it finally happened. For example, having only really played with my own cock before, that was the only size cock I was accustomed to. It was amazing how different it felt to hold one with so much more weight and girth to it, and to fully realize how different this cock was going to feel to my wife as this athletic, chiseled, handsome, meticulously groomed black man drove it into her completely. He told me to put it in her pussy, and I'll never forget the twinkle in her eye as she looked back at me over her shoulder. She maintained that eye contact and raised herself up on her knees so I could hold her new ride-on toy in just the right position for her to kiss the tip with her glistening pussy lips before lowering herself all the way onto it. It's been a rush I am sure my words are failing to do justice every time she's been with a man who wanted me to do it.
Once anothet bull gave her the order to give to me, instead of telling me what he wanted me to do directly. After she was already riding him, he told her, "tell your husband to take my dick out, suck it, and put it back in your pussy." She delighted in telling me to suck his dick. While my focus was on the matter at hand and the mix of conflicting emotions that came with the assignment, I also distinctly remember how enthusiastically she made out with him as I took him in my hand, slid him out of her sopping wet pussy, and put him in my mouth with the taste of her sex all over him. She didn't move from her position straddling him, so I had to squeeze my head in under her to get my mouth around him and my field of vision was very limited, but I feel like I could accurately picture every wicked, hungry kiss she gave him. She later told me how hot it was too kiss him while I was making him moan.
After a few seconds she asked him if I was doing a good job. It was another strange surprise to feel not just humility, but also a bit of pride when he told her I was a "great cock sucker." Then, he gave her another order to relay to me: "Make him gag on this dick!" She let out a loud cackle, reached under herself, and pushed my head down onto him. I fought back my gag reflex and tried to keep sucking with enthusiasm, but finally she just sat her wet, sticky crotch and ass down on the back of my head. That definitely ****** the gag he was looking for. His cock was jammed back into my throat and my nose was smashed against his pelvic none, and all I could do was hold my breath while my eyes watered, until she stopped laughing and let me come up for air. After that, I felt like her instruction was more to satisfy her own wishes than those of her bull when she said, "that's a good cucky! Now put that beautiful cock back in my pussy. I want more."
So given all that led up to it, this time guiding a bbc into my wife felt very different. I was less taken aback by the difference in heft as I held it in my hand, and more overwhelmed with the feeling of actively and shamelessly submitting and wanting to make them both happy, and my ecstatic high when her white knuckled orgasm came with torrential squirting that soaked the bed. Calling the hotel desk to ask for new sheets was yet another strange blend of timid self-consciousness and pride in my sexy cuckoldress wife.
I totally understand that humiliation play isn't for everyone, and it's been sexy and interesting to read about the different ways various men enjoy seeing their wives with other men, but these experiences have been supremely electrifying for us. Hopefully this at least communicates some of what that rush is like.
