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Based on a true story.
As I sat there at the table on a sunny Saturday morning in July, I knew two things: I needed more coffee, and I did not like Ted.
"You see, I get really hard and go for a really long time, so I want to make sure the other guy can deliver the goods in that regard as well."
It was almost enough to get me to leave. When I'd answered the ad on SLS for a bull to give a couple a first time experience, I was thrilled as usual. I've always gotten off on the power aspect of bulling: Being inside another man's wife, even with his permission, is just a turn-on like very little else out there for me. Being the first guy inside another man's wife since their wedding night however many years earlier? His fears about lasting a reasonable amount of time weren't entirely unjustified.
"Ted, like I said before, I've done this many times before. I really do enjoy the entire act, and I've never had trouble performing before."
"Yeah but are you going to last long? You see my wife, she's hot, and I want this to last for her. There's lots of guys on that site."
I considered walking, but his wife was definitely hot, in a unique way. "Ted, the other guys on the site say a lot of shit. I try to be honest. You can contact some of the other couples I've been with if you really need a testimonial, but at the end of the day, it's sex. Sometimes the chemistry isn't there. Sometimes someone is having a bad day and doesn't cum at all. Sometimes someone does things right away that send the other person over the edge, or things are super tight or whatever. I won't promise you anything, but almost everyone I've been with has been happy."
"Well she was super tight when we got married, since she'd only been with one other guy and he was really small. But after being with me, I don't know about that."
Ted beamed and chuckled as he said that. He was like a Napolean complex come to life, I marveled. Short, thin, wearing a polo shirt and expensive watch he probably couldn't afford, sweat forming in his thinning hair as the sun began to bake the patio at the restaurant we'd agreed to meet at. His legs stuck out of his baggy khaki shorts like a chicken's, ending in bony feet encased in birkenstocks.
I turned to his wife, who was not laughing. "So what are you looking for here?"
"I told you, we're . . ."
"Ted," I said firmly, "I'm asking Jessica."
Ted immediately shut up, and a hint of a smile crossed Jessica's lips. "Does she hate him too?" I thought. "Or maybe she just gets annoyed with him. Guess we'll find out."
"Like I said, Jessica," I said, glancing at Ted, for emphasis, "I ultimately consider myself a guest in couples' sex lives. I'll have a good time, but I'm also playing a role to an extent. I want to make sure all parties get what they desire."
I touched her hand, and she drew in a breath, while a hint of flush crept up the side of her neck. "Oh you're jumpy. I'm thinking Ted doesn't do you nearly as good as he thinks" I mused.
"Well, I don't know. It's like Teddy said, I didn't have a ton of experience before him. My other boyfriend wasn't, y'know, gifted down there like Ted, and we only tried it a few times. Ted thought watching some dirty movies together might help loosen me up, and we watched some threesome stuff and he seemed to really like it so I said 'what the hey, it's not like the other Sunday School teachers have to know!'" She giggled nervously.
"So this is mostly about Ted," I thought. "Like most other things in their marriage. But she does seem intrigued."
I took her in again, and I could definitely believe that she was inexperienced. Her long blonde hair was cut shoulder length and hung parted slightly on the side. She wore almost no makeup, but her piercing green eyes nevertheless stood out from her face. She had cheeks that bordered on angular, but had enough softness to avoid appearing masculine. Her lips sat pursed in a cupid's bow, streaked by a demure lip gloss that was fading as she drank her decaf. "Your wife has a stronger jawline than you have, Ted" I thought to myself with a chuckle.
Overall she was beautiful, though not in a fashion model way, or like the girl I'd met at the club the night before. Hers was more a natural beauty, combined with an air of innocence.
As for her body, it was hard to say. Even though it was going to be 90 degrees soon, she wore a loose blouse buttoned up to her neck, and a skirt that swooped down below her knees. She clearly wasn't flat chested, but beyond that was a mystery. It was obvious from her lower legs and her fact that she didn't carry a lot of fat on her, but it probably wasn't from working out either.
"Well, is there anything in particular that turned you on?" I said, tracing circles on the inside of her forearm.
The flush spread and she paused. "Well, a lot of times the women have the guys and their, y'know, their weiners in their hands and they put them in their mouths. And then sometimes they, um, well, they finish on their chests. That usually gets me ready for Teddy to do his thing."
"So, you'd like to suck our dicks at the same time, and thinking about us finishing on your tits makes you horny?"
She flinched, drawing in another deep breath. She replied, quietly, "Yes. Yeah, I guess that's one way to put it." After a moment of further contemplation she stood up quickly and asked "Hey do you know where the bathroom is here? Nevermind I'll find it" and darted off. As she scooted off off I got a better look at what seemed to be a firm ass, and noticed the outline of a thick band on her bra. "Maybe hiding more than she lets on?" I wondered.
Ted turned to me as she walked off and began talking. I mostly tuned him out, fiddling with my phone, but couldn't help but prick up my ears when he said, "Man, am I glad you turned out to be real."
I laughed. "Yeah, me too!"
Ted chuckled. "I mean, most of the guys on that site are HUGE! To find a guy who is 7 1/2 inches like me was really surprising."
I tilted my head to the side. "What do you mean?"
"Well there are guys on there that are like 10 or 11 inches! I really, really don't want a guy that's bigger than me the first go around, and Jessica measured me at 7 1/2. I mean one guy was bigger than a monster energy can!"
I was about to ask him just how Jessica had measured him, or how tall he thought a monster energy drink was, when Jessica came back. Her cheeks and neck were heavily flushed. "What exactly were you doing in that bathroom?" I thought to myself.
"I think I'm about ready to go home," she said.
"All this talk about guy get you turned on? Guess I've got work to do!" Ted laughed. For once I joined him.
"So what do you all think?" I asked, though I was pretty sure I knew the answer.
"Definitely" "Yes" Ted and Jessica answered at the same time, Jessica with an air of certitude that surprised us both.
"OK, how is next Thursday?" I asked.
"Works for us," responded Ted quickly, before Jessica could add her assent.
"Sounds great" I said.
Ted looked at the bill. "Well, I suppose given what we just agreed to, you'll pick up the tab?"
"Happily," I said, staring Jessica directly in the eyes. She stared back intently. "I think Thursday is going to be quite the adventure for everyone."
As I sat there at the table on a sunny Saturday morning in July, I knew two things: I needed more coffee, and I did not like Ted.
"You see, I get really hard and go for a really long time, so I want to make sure the other guy can deliver the goods in that regard as well."
It was almost enough to get me to leave. When I'd answered the ad on SLS for a bull to give a couple a first time experience, I was thrilled as usual. I've always gotten off on the power aspect of bulling: Being inside another man's wife, even with his permission, is just a turn-on like very little else out there for me. Being the first guy inside another man's wife since their wedding night however many years earlier? His fears about lasting a reasonable amount of time weren't entirely unjustified.
"Ted, like I said before, I've done this many times before. I really do enjoy the entire act, and I've never had trouble performing before."
"Yeah but are you going to last long? You see my wife, she's hot, and I want this to last for her. There's lots of guys on that site."
I considered walking, but his wife was definitely hot, in a unique way. "Ted, the other guys on the site say a lot of shit. I try to be honest. You can contact some of the other couples I've been with if you really need a testimonial, but at the end of the day, it's sex. Sometimes the chemistry isn't there. Sometimes someone is having a bad day and doesn't cum at all. Sometimes someone does things right away that send the other person over the edge, or things are super tight or whatever. I won't promise you anything, but almost everyone I've been with has been happy."
"Well she was super tight when we got married, since she'd only been with one other guy and he was really small. But after being with me, I don't know about that."
Ted beamed and chuckled as he said that. He was like a Napolean complex come to life, I marveled. Short, thin, wearing a polo shirt and expensive watch he probably couldn't afford, sweat forming in his thinning hair as the sun began to bake the patio at the restaurant we'd agreed to meet at. His legs stuck out of his baggy khaki shorts like a chicken's, ending in bony feet encased in birkenstocks.
I turned to his wife, who was not laughing. "So what are you looking for here?"
"I told you, we're . . ."
"Ted," I said firmly, "I'm asking Jessica."
Ted immediately shut up, and a hint of a smile crossed Jessica's lips. "Does she hate him too?" I thought. "Or maybe she just gets annoyed with him. Guess we'll find out."
"Like I said, Jessica," I said, glancing at Ted, for emphasis, "I ultimately consider myself a guest in couples' sex lives. I'll have a good time, but I'm also playing a role to an extent. I want to make sure all parties get what they desire."
I touched her hand, and she drew in a breath, while a hint of flush crept up the side of her neck. "Oh you're jumpy. I'm thinking Ted doesn't do you nearly as good as he thinks" I mused.
"Well, I don't know. It's like Teddy said, I didn't have a ton of experience before him. My other boyfriend wasn't, y'know, gifted down there like Ted, and we only tried it a few times. Ted thought watching some dirty movies together might help loosen me up, and we watched some threesome stuff and he seemed to really like it so I said 'what the hey, it's not like the other Sunday School teachers have to know!'" She giggled nervously.
"So this is mostly about Ted," I thought. "Like most other things in their marriage. But she does seem intrigued."
I took her in again, and I could definitely believe that she was inexperienced. Her long blonde hair was cut shoulder length and hung parted slightly on the side. She wore almost no makeup, but her piercing green eyes nevertheless stood out from her face. She had cheeks that bordered on angular, but had enough softness to avoid appearing masculine. Her lips sat pursed in a cupid's bow, streaked by a demure lip gloss that was fading as she drank her decaf. "Your wife has a stronger jawline than you have, Ted" I thought to myself with a chuckle.
Overall she was beautiful, though not in a fashion model way, or like the girl I'd met at the club the night before. Hers was more a natural beauty, combined with an air of innocence.
As for her body, it was hard to say. Even though it was going to be 90 degrees soon, she wore a loose blouse buttoned up to her neck, and a skirt that swooped down below her knees. She clearly wasn't flat chested, but beyond that was a mystery. It was obvious from her lower legs and her fact that she didn't carry a lot of fat on her, but it probably wasn't from working out either.
"Well, is there anything in particular that turned you on?" I said, tracing circles on the inside of her forearm.
The flush spread and she paused. "Well, a lot of times the women have the guys and their, y'know, their weiners in their hands and they put them in their mouths. And then sometimes they, um, well, they finish on their chests. That usually gets me ready for Teddy to do his thing."
"So, you'd like to suck our dicks at the same time, and thinking about us finishing on your tits makes you horny?"
She flinched, drawing in another deep breath. She replied, quietly, "Yes. Yeah, I guess that's one way to put it." After a moment of further contemplation she stood up quickly and asked "Hey do you know where the bathroom is here? Nevermind I'll find it" and darted off. As she scooted off off I got a better look at what seemed to be a firm ass, and noticed the outline of a thick band on her bra. "Maybe hiding more than she lets on?" I wondered.
Ted turned to me as she walked off and began talking. I mostly tuned him out, fiddling with my phone, but couldn't help but prick up my ears when he said, "Man, am I glad you turned out to be real."
I laughed. "Yeah, me too!"
Ted chuckled. "I mean, most of the guys on that site are HUGE! To find a guy who is 7 1/2 inches like me was really surprising."
I tilted my head to the side. "What do you mean?"
"Well there are guys on there that are like 10 or 11 inches! I really, really don't want a guy that's bigger than me the first go around, and Jessica measured me at 7 1/2. I mean one guy was bigger than a monster energy can!"
I was about to ask him just how Jessica had measured him, or how tall he thought a monster energy drink was, when Jessica came back. Her cheeks and neck were heavily flushed. "What exactly were you doing in that bathroom?" I thought to myself.
"I think I'm about ready to go home," she said.
"All this talk about guy get you turned on? Guess I've got work to do!" Ted laughed. For once I joined him.
"So what do you all think?" I asked, though I was pretty sure I knew the answer.
"Definitely" "Yes" Ted and Jessica answered at the same time, Jessica with an air of certitude that surprised us both.
"OK, how is next Thursday?" I asked.
"Works for us," responded Ted quickly, before Jessica could add her assent.
"Sounds great" I said.
Ted looked at the bill. "Well, I suppose given what we just agreed to, you'll pick up the tab?"
"Happily," I said, staring Jessica directly in the eyes. She stared back intently. "I think Thursday is going to be quite the adventure for everyone."