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ROCCO, A BULLS LIFE
Chapter 1 Going Social
by roccodadom44
INTRODUCTION
My first wife always said I was a bastard, perchance she was right. Life started out fine for me, good in school, popular with both sexes, good job, meet a nice girl, get married, thats it right? Well it was never really right, it was just safe. Trapped in a marriage, My wife was a great woman, but she wanted white bread, she craved sameness, I wanted kink. That was my weak excuse, I was off doing half the town skanks, but more, I was learning what would satisfy this emptiness deep inside, there was something powerful in there. It was never a big deal to me, I knew I was well endowed, but, really it was just part of me, I didnt understand its appeal to a certain segment of women. Fucking around on the wife taught me that some women would get downright nasty for big cock, this was very enlighting to me, as I soon found, I dug humiliating these broads, using them in the real sense of the word. But when they were married, then I was enveloped in feelings of domination, I wanted to get in the middle of the skank and her hubby, I knew, instinctively, there was much fun to be had there.
The internet, Gods gift to perverts, no doubt. Finding sites like ALT.com. was mind altering, there really were couples that advertised for guys like me, fucking A, is this a great cuntry, or what. Putting a picture on line aroused me, I like to show off. I am 32 6' 2" 205, black crew cut hair, ripped body, Im a gym freak, a fat well trained nine inch cock. But you see, thats not enough, I had the ability to bullshit, I could make a broad feel wanted, even if I was planning on booting her ass, the second my cum finished sliming her. Women needed that shit, a little verbal foreplay out of the bedroom, made all the difference, I say. Which of course is not to say that some didnt need straight up abuse, while they are my favorite, its a lot of work. Of course, it proved time consuming and fraught with pretenders, but I got my share, I would like to share some of those adventures, ending with the one where I actually took a guys place, married his wife, adopted his kid, took his house, and left him homeless, his fantasy, not mine.
This encounter is included simply because it was the first time I actually met a couple in a bar, for the purpose of sex.You never know, thats what makes it hot, the danger of the unknown. Not fear, Im tough enough, just the possiblities alone, stagger the imagination. Would I like them, they me? Will they be ready to play, they had stated in their reply, that he was bi submissive, theres a lot of options there. Being social by nature, I didnt suffer from shyness, so meeting new people was easy, it was not wanting to deal with posers, they were lots of those, as anyone who does this shit knows.
The ad stated that they had to meet at the bar I chose, which was one I went to rarely, used only to meet people from online. Dark, busy enough, plenty of secluded booths. This couple had sent me a clothed pic of them, so I had an idea of who was coming. Nothing worse than introducing yourself to the wrong couple, "Hey, Im here to bone your slutty wife," oops, my bad. They looked good walking in the door, I had no doubt on these two. She had on slut wear, stockings, heels, mini, she was showing her stuff, it was nice. He looked dull, like he would fall for the gotcha nose trick, every time. This could be fun, this could be nasty. He looked like a wimp, Im sorry, but some guys gave that impression, he was one of them. That was my thoughts, as I got up to introduce myself, that and why is a hot woman like her with this dork, it happens, but I wanted to know why.
Obsession, I can name most perfumes, that was what she was wearing, just right, not overdone, the word subtle has its place. She kissed my lips, thats good,her mouth wet and warm, I got a soft feel of her ass, just to let her know this is real. He gave me a limp shake, yuck, fuck off with that dead fish handshake shit. His hand was like a childs in mine, he was his wifes height, about 5 foot 6, pudgy, balding, he seemed to be perspiring, his eyes were darting around nervously, that is not good. Wimpy was having second thoughts, my job was to charm the wife, before hubby pulled the plug. She wanted to be charmed, quickly I realized she wanted to be fucked, as I buttered her up, I excluded hubby, just to bust his balls, figuring he would have a hissy fit at any moment. Carol, the wife, was sweet, funny,sexy, I wanted her, even if it was vanilla sex, I wanted to explore that body of hers, she was chubby and happy, perfect fuck meat material.
Ronald, the husband was whining, in no time, that he was being ignored. I had my opening, turning to Carol, I asked her softly,"Do you want me to spend some time with your hubby," winked, she got it and told Ronald, mockingly, that I would spend time alone with him. "Ronald go to the mens room, enter the last stall, close the door,drop your pants, sit on the shitter waiting for me." He started to blubber,"No No this isnt what I want," that was it, I pinched him hard under his knee, fat bastard, as I twisted, I said softly, "Do it Ronny boy or I will get rough." What a fucking coward, he fairly scampered to the shitter, I turned to see a bemused look on Carols face. I didnt speak, simply agressively frenched her, while discreetly groping her tits. They were fat, saggy, perfect. Her breathing was ragged, she wanted this shit.
"What do you want me to do to Ronnie." I asked. "Dont hurt him,please, I do love him, the fucking creep," I had to laugh at that, her story was good. He wanted this, she didnt, she really loved her husband because he was smart, had a great job and treated her like a queen. She didnt want to fuck him up, that sucks, just give him some humiliation, but she wanted to get laid, but not in front of him, she was right, he would not be able to deal with that. I gave her my private cell, with a promise of one on one soon.
Dummy was where he was supposed to be, he looked terrified, did he think I was going to kill him in a public place. When I took my cock out he gasped, thats cool, that feeds the ego, nicely. Looking down between his legs, I had to laugh, he was tiny, shrivelled to an inch, wow, poor bastard. I knew Carol would be one tight piece of cunt, I planned on tapping her pronto, as she wouldnt be holding out much longer, she had exuded horniness at the bar. "Play with your little wee wee, while I take a piss Ronnie," Fag did it, he kept it up while my urine splashed his hand, pants, and cock, I was enjoying this, he looked ready to cry, I need to see him do that, needed to send this loser back to his sexy wife bawling like a girl, stinking of my piss.Telling him to wait a minute, then go to his wife, I got out of there, lesson learned. Get what you can, get out early, as Ronnie would of been problems, I knew Id get Carol, soon, and I did.
After that there was a series of hit and misses, with it mostly being hubbys taking video of me stretching their ladies, it didnt suck, but I needed something more, I needed something harder. I mean there was no shortage of guys looking to have me do their wives, but they all wanted to be porn directors. It sucks, getting down to it, with a fine cunt, her tiny dick husband is giving me directions, it aint right. But, more its fucking distracting, I know how to fuck, thats why Im banging this bozos wife, why shes cumming all over the place, for the first time in her used to be bored life.
There was also, a few women who met me alone, that of course is a whole other dynamic. Is she cheating, is she grifting, fortunatly, most were just horny chicks, wanting to get laid, move on, that I like. Denise answered with a picture, she was not pretty, that was cool. She was skinny, tall, legs forever, no tits, a goofy face, her face was off, like she was Picassos girl, frizzy red hair,like she rolled outta bed bad, an overall clownish look. But I liked that she sent the pic, fuck it, this is me, fuck off if you dont like it. That appealed to me, those chicks always fucked hard, desperate cunts did desperate things.
Jesus, she was tall, as I saw her heading my way, me in my customary white, button down, cotton shirt, I nursed a beer, in a back booth. Her legs were long, the black leather mini she wore stretched them further. Oh hell ya, she actually wore fishnets, not enough cunts took that time to please. Her white blouse was near transparent, she had maybe an A cup, but her nipples were beaming, nicely. She had a howdy doody face, her nose was crooked from being broken, I dug her. Her deep, green eyes seemed out of focus, like she was always trying to see something that wasnt there,her hair was bad, frizzy and bushy, but I always have time for a redhead.
She laid it out for me, I got it, her game, it was cool. Stella, that was her name, was thirty five, never been married, lived with her parents, taught catholic school, was a good girl. Except when she was a bad girl, a naughty bad girl, who needed to be disciplined afterwards, hard. Yes, I could do this, I lived to fuck a cunt and then abuse it, that sounded like a deal. She needed no romance, no sweet talk, she wanted my cock, I gave it to her.
I swear, I was just putting my keys down and Stella attacked me, She needed it fast and furious, I aim to please. Her cunt was tight, wet, she was hairy, real hairy, belly to anus fur. I did her missionary, as my fat prick plunged in and out of her cunt, She would throw her hips at me, screaming,"Fuck me, you big fucker, give me cock," Wow, she was going off quick,she was a screamer, which got me fired up, so I came soon after her second cum, then she shocked me. "I have to go," she panted, struggling to dress, almost frantic. She was acting like a fucking guy, trying to sneak out after a quckie, fuck that, show a guy some respect, already.
Well, I did what every guy would do in this case. Knowing that she suffered from catholic guilt, she was programmed to view sex as bad by the pedofiles in robes, I gave her a hard, long, over the knee bare bottom spanking, relieving her guilt. Spanking a pigs ass can be quite stimulating, especially if the bitch was getting off on it,as I worked a meaty finger up her clam, she was squealing with joy. That she came while I whooped her ass was good, that she cleaned my dirty cock on command was better, see, even catholic girls could learn. Stella spent the night, she was insatiable, she wanted it all, ass fucking, salad tossing, we got in the tub and pissed on each other and then fucked, coated in each others salty urine. Her flat tits fascinated me, they were almost not there, but her nipples grew to about three quarters of an inch, she would sing with joy whenever I showed them any attention.
Stella woke up antsy, she wanted to get away from her sins, I wasnt going to allow that. Relishing the chance to fuck with her silly catholic guilt, I had my cock in her, the piggy was soon begging to worship me, thats fucking religious. I believe I should not have to pay taxes. I know, I just fucking know, that no little dick fag priest, ever made Stella scream with pleasure, like I was doing her. Her cunt was so wet, the pious slut was stringing cuss words together, like a cheap ho. Someone like me would really enjoy a relationship with this freaky chick, tempted by her sexual needs, this girl could be led to some strange places. Alas, I felt bad for the cross eyed nerd, thats what she was, a girl nerd. After giving her multiple cums, we showered, I fed the sweet, needy darling a hearty breakfast, ushered her on her way with the advice to find a big cocked nerd, marry him, fuck everyday, in every way, thats solid advise, of that, no one can doubt. Feeling like a true humanitarian left me bored, I knew the next cunt had better hope she was mother fucking theresa, cause I was already starting to get those waves. From time to time, I would be enveloped wih dark feelings of needing, not wanting, to get rough with a cunt, if hubby was along for the ride, all the better.
the end
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