Chapter 4

“You can park there,” Maybelline explained to Ryan by leaning over the front seat and pointing to a curb at the edge of the parking lot which was clearly marked no parking, “No one will bother you as long as you stay in the car.”

“Yes ma’am,” Ryan replied, looking a bit disappointed now about having to stay in the car, or so Ania guessed as she looked to the outdoor section of the restaurant where they were to meet a special friend of Maybelline’s.

“I see his truck,” Maybelline declared, and I think that’s him at that table.

“Oh,” Ania said nervously as she tried to make out details of the man, wondering now why she had been so easily persuaded to come to meet one of Maybelline’s alleged bulls, “I should wait here, maybe?” she suggested.

“No! I told him your coming ... and that you want to see his giant cock,” Maybelline laughed as she climbed out of the car. “You wait here, cuck,” she reiterated to Ryann as Ania joined her. “He’s a sweet guy, but mostly useless except for one thing,” Maybelline explained.

“Let me guess for what,” Ania replied, “and this better not turn into an orgy!”

“Don’t worry, not my thing.”

“Hmm, and would you please quit telling Ryan what to do, he’s my cuck.”

“Is he now?” Maybelline asked with a smirk, “Thought we agreed to give me more time.”

“No! I can handle him now ... just ... help out when needed.”

“Like with Tyler there,” Maybelline teased as they slipped through the low gate that separated the restaurant’s outdoor dining area from the parking lot. “Hi Tyler ... mmmm.”

Ania stood aside as the two kissed each other on the cheek several times then took a seat at Tyler’s invitation, feeling a little flattered when he slid the chair out for her. He was only barely black, she decided as she sized him up for a moment, wondering if that meant anything with respect to dick size, or if Maybelline preferred such men. She then started to think of Kyle, and wondered how good Tyler was at finger women he’d just meant.

“Ha-Ha,” Tyler laughed loudly when Maybelline showed him what she’d apparently just texted to someone, but when she seemed uninterest in showing anyone else, Ania pouted a little at the rudeness. He smelled good, and was so fit, Ania began telling herself as she watched her friend continue to text and share with this stud of hers.

“Is there something I should know,” Ania eventually asked after being ignored for too long.

Maybelline smirked silently at her for a few moments before leaning toward Ania to say, “Look toward your cuck, is he holding up his hand?” Ania slowly did as asked, finding the car close enough for her to distinguish the fact her husband was holding up his hand. “Lick it!” Maybelline said out loud as she texted, which caused the distant Ryan to start licking his hand furiously.

“That’s supposed to be funny?” Ania asked with a shake of her head.

“Ha! HA!” Maybelline giggled as she laid her head down in Tyler’s lap, “I made him jerk-off ... ha-ha ... ohhh...”

“Jesus,” Ania said in objection, wondering now what she could do for her poor husband. “He’s my cuck!” she hissed forcefully at her friend, getting an interested look now from Tyler who nodded his head respectfully, sending a shiver through her. He’s going to fuck me, maybe, she warned herself, hoping now he couldn’t tell she was blushing a little.

“Sorry ... sorry...” Maybelline declared as she sat up again and straightened her outfit.

“He must be really turned on,” Ania admitted after a brief silence, finding it hard not to smile boastfully now.

“Wait until he sees Tyler’s cock—he’s going to panic and cum at the same time.”

“That’s going a bit fast,” Ania said in a squeaky voice as Tyler reached out to place his hand on hers, causing another shiver to run through her, but deeper this time.

“Take your time, Maybelline is pushy with cucks, more than I prefer,” Tyler said as he squeezed Ania’s hand a little, “I’m not bi, I’m sure she told you, so don’t expect much contact when we’re together. A little is ok ... but I’m not sticking anything into him.”

“Oh,” Ania said as she fidgeted a little in her chair, “I ... I don’t think my husband ... my umm cuck wants that.”

“Who cares what he wants!” Maybelline leaned forward to say, “He’ll thrive on your happiness, and with this cock...” Maybelline said as she placed her hand in Tyler’s lap, “happiness comes in all kinds of ways.”

“Only, if we hit it off,” Tyler said in a deep and reassuring voice, again making her want him more. Like a teenager she felt now, while he talked to her, getting only short responses from her as she just felt like listening to this guy, and fantasizing. Thankfully, Maybelline drove a lot of the conversation, leaving Ania free to laugh and smile while she sipped the drinks Tyler kept ordering for them. Her pussy was soon on fire.

“If ... if we did this ... and I’m not saying we will ... how exactly...”

“Just get your cuck on his knees in the bedroom, and when the bull makes his entrance, you just have to cooperate, honey!” Maybelline interjected.

Ania nodded her head slowly before turning to watch the car for a few moments where her apparently still aroused husband sat motionless. “Do umm ... you use a condom?” Ania asked as she stared toward the car, unwilling to look at him.

“Never,” Tyler replied, “I’m clean ... Maybelline knows I get checked regularly. My cock sees some different pussy from time to time, you must know that?”

“Yeah,” Ania replied softly as she nodded her head, trying now to convince herself it was just plan stupid to accept this story at face value. “Do you worry about me?” she managed to ask as she looked to him.

“Maybelline says you don’t fuck around, so no, I don’t worry—should I?”

“No, no!” Ania quickly declared as she brushed her hands across her face and then through her hair. “I um, haven’t had too many partners, is that ok, or...”

“Prefer innocents,” Tyler grinned, “But experience is fun too,” he quickly added as he looked to Maybelline for a moment, who snickered at him. “I go slow ... your likely tight.”

“Hmm,” Ania muttered as she blinked rapidly, finding it hard to put this conversation in proper context.

“So, it’s settled!” Maybelline announced, “He’ll push you all over the bed with his cock, while your cuck follows with his nose and cleans up like a good bitch.”

“Jesus, Maybelline, you can be so crass at times.”

“She can,” Tyler said in support as he lifted her hand to his lips, causing another cascade of arousal to flush through Ania’s mind.

“Oh, he’s pulling up in his truck,” Maybelline warned as Ania paced around the living room, wearing just a nighty and a short pink robe.

“Jesus, maybe I shouldn’t go through with this!” Ania whined as she seriously thought about running back to her husband and locking the door.

“A little late for that!” Maybelline announced as she prepared to open the front door, “Just let him lead you back to the guest house—he knows the way.

“Umm,” she pleaded, realizing now that she might be about to smear her mascara with tears.

“Hush,” Maybelline hissed at her just before opening the door to then give Tyler a big hug. “She is ready!”

“I see that, do you want talk first?” Tyler asked as he came up to Ania and gently kissed her on the lips, having to bend way down as he was nearly a foot taller than she was.

“She does not!” Maybelline said as she began ushering the both of them toward the backdoor, with it being obvious to Ania that her friend was worried she’d back out. So, in a daze she let Tyler lead her by the hand through the breezeway and past the pool table, which she halfheartedly grabbed at, but this failed to slow her willing obduction at all. With heart pounding, she found herself slipping by her knelling husband at the foot of their bed, making her wonder if she should say something.

Ryan wore a leather mask, chastity cage and nothing else but a slim dog collar, all of which Maybelline had put on him. Ania had removed the leash though, feeling it was too much for Ryan to endure at this first true act of cuckolding, and began now to panic a little as she tried to recall all the little suggestions Maybelline had pressed on her.

“Umm ... look at his cock ... cuck!” she stuttered out, realizing then that she was getting ahead of things as Tyler was just now pulling down his pants, and when the man’s cock plopped out of his boxers, Ania found herself looking away for a moment. It was big! Like almost scary big, but also so alluring.

“Put your fingers around it baby, let’s see if you can,” Tyler said in a baritone voice, causing her to smile helplessly for a moment, until coming to her senses again to then reach out for this dark beast of a cock.

“Wow,” she breathed as she tried to encircle his warm and throbbing member, finding that she just barely could, “I can’t believe it,” she giggled before getting control of herself.

“Yeah, always the first reaction,” Tyler bragged as he cupped her hand with his and began forcing her to jerk him off. “Stroke it until I tell you to stop,” he commanded in a manner that melted away all her resolve to control things.

“Ok ... should I tell him to do something?” she asked innocently as she looked to her cuck.

“The bitch can wait,” Tyler replied as he wound his hand into her long hair, then pulled her face toward the tip of his cock. “Kiss it ... that’s it ... now take the head in...”
“Mmm,” she moaned as she obeyed.

“Now look up at me ... good girl ... good girl ... ahhhh ... you’re going to be so sweet to fuck...”

“Mmghhh ... oh it’s so big!” Ania breathed as she let the cock slip from between her lips.

“No, no, you don’t stop baby ... not doing that teasing thing—suck!”

“Yes!” Ania quickly replied, feeling the full fact of him being a bull, washing over her now in the most compelling and delightful way. Ryan would never command her like this, and when she looked toward him, she saw now only a wide-eyed cuck, as mesmerized by this weapon of sex as she was. He really wants this guy to fuck me, she assured herself as she twirled her tongue around the head of the cock as best she could for her mouth was pretty full.

After a couple of minutes of blowing him, she was brought back to attention as he told her, “I want to look into your eyes when I sink it into your pussy ... watch the panic ... ohhhh ... yeah ... now get up!”

She quickly obeyed and did her best to strip fast as he jerked off her robe and panties, leaving only the red scarlet nightie in place as he pushed her back on the bed. “OHHH!” she gasped as he went down on her, which caused her to nearly orgasm and to shake her head widely in overwhelmed confusion.