I am Bull

Our first guest post, enjoy:

E: Busy day tomorrow? J goes to *location*…so my evening is free

J: My wife would rather be with you than me that night

B: Anything I can do?

J: Mostly the things I can’t.  Fuck her well.  Make her squirt.  Cum inside her.  Anything else she would like.

I am a service animal.  Kind of like a seeing eye dog.  I am a “Bull”.

Like other service animals I have a duty to assist in a missing or lacking ability situation.  Unlike other service animals though, my obligations are to sexually gratify another man’s wife.

How did I end up in the enviable position (pun intended) of fucking another man’s beautiful wife?  Like any other thing that happens in life, you raise your hand when asked for volunteers.

I received a notification from a website that is dedicated to alt lifestyle choices.  I receive notification on here often.  Mostly men passing through town seeking women for random encounters.  Today though was a different header: Seeking Bulls.  Okay, I’ll bite (I do bite btw).  To quote, “cuckold couple wants bull to satisfy wife’s needs.”  Well that sounds fun and different.  Reading further, their want list stated:

Experienced (I’ve had sex before lol)

Not obese (okay well at 215 lbs and 5’10” I’m borderline

Hung (lol nope, average at BEST)

Thick (well fuck….I have a nice personality 😊)

They say apply for the job you want not the one you’re qualified for.  So underqualified and likely buried in many other applicants I wrote back.  Low and behold I get a response from “J” and after some general house keeping questions, we get into a group text including “E”.

It flowed well.  We had a meet and greet at a local eatery.  I arrived first, nervous and also excited as I awaited their arrival. Having been on many tinder and POF dates I know to not get my hopes up too much.  Things are often different than you expected or were lead to believe.

Seeing them arrive, they seemed like a professional couple, put together, career oriented individuals. (I am a skater punk who refuses to grow up, and she’s hot!).  We do the usual introductions, “Hi I’m “B” nice to meet you”. We order, engage in small talk, in my head I’m sizing up my changes, they are not good to my tally.  We get to the part of the night where we talk about why we are there.  To my surprise they are open and direct about the situation.  A pleasant surprise.  The night ends, we extend pleasantries and part.

The call back.

Well I’ll be damned, the night went well enough that I am asked to come by for a second date.  This in in a more intimate setting.  Dinner and a movie at their place.  And so the process of getting to know each other: E, J, and B.  Now typically a Bull is a person who is not there for friendship or a relationship.  Just to satisfy the needs of a wife whose man is incapable or not allowed to.  I have always considered myself a demisexual (need to have an emotional connection to have sex with someone) so this is at odds a bit with the classic Bull role.  We all decided this was an acceptable alteration to the arrangement.

After a few movies and cuddles it was time to move to the reason I was there, to fuck the everlasting shit our of his sexually frustrated wife.  It was agreed that the first time he was allowed to watch via webcam from a different room.

The day came, I shoed up bearing the requested items:

E: ciders

J: a single plum floating in a perfume served in a man’s hat

The normal “hi how are you” and then up to the prepared sex bedrooms where a webcam was waiting silently to witness the atrocities I was about to perform on J’s wife.  Squirting, moaning, attempting to remove the mattress from the bed frame, using her body as a battering ram to move the furniture across the room, unloading into her to the sounds of her pleasure.

Just like that, it all started.

Now after a few months, we repeat this interaction 1-2 times a week.  Sometimes on the request of J, mostly thought I get a request from E.  It has evolved to her cumming to my house where I’m able to do much more depraved things to her and send her home to J fully loaded and mostly satisfied.

 He sometimes has requests which I’m all too happy to indulge.  Why shouldn’t I?  I get to show hum just how much his wife loves to be fucked by me.

In the end I’m just a tool.  An implant to do that which is not capable by E’s cuckolded husband.

A service animal.

I AM BULL!