Cuckold Phone Sex – Filled by Two Bulls
A Night Out with Real Men
Last night I needed more than my soft little boyfriend could ever give me. I told him I was going out with the girls. Instead I met two tall, thick, hung black bulls at a private party. They were everything I crave — deep voices, strong hands, and the kind of confidence that makes a woman drip. The second they looked at me I already knew how the night would end. We barely made it to the hotel before they had me on my knees, both of their heavy cocks filling my mouth at the same time. I looked up at them with my lipstick smeared and begged them to use me properly. They did. One stretched my pussy while the other fed me his cock. Then they switched. Then they both took me at once. I was stuffed so full I could barely breathe, moaning like a whore while they filled me from both ends. When they finally came, they did it deep. One flooded my pussy, the other painted my throat. I walked out of that room leaking, thighs sticky, and still hungry for more.
Coming Home to My Cuck
I got home around 2 a.m. My boyfriend was waiting on the couch like a good little dog. The second I walked in he could smell the sex on me. I didn’t even bother cleaning up. I hiked my dress up, sat on the coffee table, spread my legs, and told him to come closer. “Look what real men left inside Mommy,” I said, holding my pussy open so he could see the thick white load dripping out. His eyes went wide. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face between my legs. “Clean it up. Every drop. Taste what better men gave me.” He licked like his life depended on it. I made him open his mouth so I could watch the mixed cum and my juices slide over his tongue. I told him every filthy detail while he ate — how thick they were, how hard they fucked me, how they called me their dirty white whore while they bred me. He was hard the entire time, leaking onto the floor, but he knew better than to touch himself without permission.
Edging My Desperate Little Cuck
Once his face was shiny and clean I pushed him onto his back on the floor. I straddled his chest and stroked his cock with two fingers, light and slow. Every time he got close I stopped and slapped it. “Beg for it,” I told him. He did. “Please, Mistress Kay… please let me cum.” I laughed and kept edging him. I made him recount everything the bulls did to me while I stroked him just enough to keep him aching. I told him how their cocks stretched me better than he ever could. How they made me cum harder. How they left me so full I could still feel it. Every time he got close I stopped and pinched his nipples or slapped his balls. He was shaking, crying a little, completely broken. I kept him like that for almost an hour until he was a babbling mess, begging Mistress Kay to please, please let him release.
Draining Him into the Shot Glass
When I finally decided he’d suffered enough I grabbed a shot glass from the kitchen. I put it under his cock and stroked him hard and fast. “Cum for Mommy,” I ordered. He exploded instantly, thick ropes shooting into the glass until it was almost full. I held it up so he could see. “Look at that. All that useless cum that will never go inside me again.” Then I handed him the glass. “Drink it. Every drop. Show Mommy how good of a cuck you are.” He hesitated for half a second. I raised an eyebrow. He tilted the glass back and swallowed everything. When he finished I kissed his forehead and told him what a good boy he was for cleaning up after real men and for drinking his own worthless load. He looked at me with pure devotion and shame. Exactly the way I like him.
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