My Hot Wife's First Big Bull

By Kimberlee Madison

My hot wife and I have been toying around with the idea of her taking on her first big bull for some time now. It’s taken some time to convince her that I’m really into the idea, but I think we’re finally there. I mean, I have done nothing but fantasize about my wife having sex with another man for several years. There’s nothing that turns me on more than thinking about my hot wife getting it on with a really big stud. The bigger the better, in fact. I really want to watch her with her first big bull, and she knows it. That’s why I’ve been on the lookout for a good bull candidate.

Turns out, as a college professor, the classroom is a great place to recruit lovers for my hot wife. In fact, for the last couple of semesters there’s been one stud in particular that I’ve had my eye on. He’s a great student, smart, good looking, and he’s also a linebacker for the football team. I know he’ll be perfect for my hot wife’s first time. He’s young, and so that’s a plus. What’s even better is that there are a lot of rumors going around about how well-endowed he is. I don’t know if the rumors are true, but I’m more than willing to find out. And I’m even more willing to let my hot wife find out . . . especially in our bedroom.

So, after some time, I finally convince my hot wife that we should really do it, that she really deserves her first big bull . . . and that I really deserve to watch her get pounded by him. After she agrees to take on this big stud, I go straight into action mode. I get it all planned out. I invite him over for dinner. Set the scene. And then just sit back and watch the fireworks ignite. Who knew they would like each other so much? And who knew it would be so erotic watching my hot wife take on her first big bull. Man, I love this woman. And I love watching her take it hard.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimberlee Madison
• Release date: Dec 21, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463745960

Kimberlee Madison

Back in high school I was what you might call a tease. Sure, I gave my share of BJs and hand jobs, but rarely did I go all the way back in those days. It was more fun for me to seduce the boys, get them as hot and bothered as I could, just to watch them ache. I loved more than anything to watch their expressions when I wore a skirt and would leave my legs open, ever so slightly, exposing just a glint of panties. Or when one of my tits accidentally poked out of my shirt during gym class. More than anything, back in high school I loved watching their faces as I was yanking them off, that old familiar grimace stretched across their faces as they'd explode all over the back seat of my dad's car . . . I suppose that's what I love most about writing erotica--the thrill of knowing that people are getting off on the stories I have to tell. I hope you enjoy!I love hearing from readers!!! . . . you can email me at [e-mail]

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My Hot Wife’s First Big Bull

By Kimberlee Madison

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Copyright 2018 © by Kimberlee Madison. All rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, businesses, events, or locales is purely coincidental.

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WARNING: This book contains explicit adult content! Everyone in this story is 18 or older!

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Do you think we need a codeword? she asks. She’s dicing a tomato for the salad.

You mean like if things get uncomfortable or something? I say.

Yeah . . . I mean, what if I’m not into him?

C’mon, I say. You’re gonna be into him. You’re already into him.

I watch as she shrugs and flashes a crooked smile.

I’m into his personae as a hot-jock around campus, she says, the knife pecking against the cutting board as she chops. But I don’t know if there’ll be any real chemistry once the clothes come off. What if there’s no connection between us?

Well, I say. That’s why we’re having dinner . . . so you can test the waters . . . see if there is a connection.

And what if there’s not? she says, pausing with the knife in her hand. She turns around and waves it at me.

Whoa! . . . Be careful with that thing,