My husband's bully

One afternoon, I was sitting scrolling my phone like normal when I got a friend request on instagram. It wasn't unusual, after all not to brag but I'm a blonde young attractive girl, with curves in all the right areas. Though I was still in my mid 20's and keeping my figure fine, I am recently married so I'd thought these advances from men would stop.

I went and looked to find it was a man I didn't know. His profile wasn't private so I quickly looked through, I can't lie he was extremely attractive. Tall and muscular, with lots of tattoos and a sort of tough guy look to him. I accepted his request and even followed him back. It's true I was married but its not exactly breaking any vows just to follow someone. About 10 minutes later, this man went through and liked a ton of my pictures, specifically ones of me in a bikini. I blushed a little but decided to leave the virtual flirting there.

Later that evening when my husband got home, I was curious if he maybe knew the man and asked him about it. He asked to see the guy so I showed him his profile. My husbands face turned a little pale and I could see in his eyes something was wrong. It was like he saw a ghost. I asked him what was wrong and he explained that was his old high school bully. My husband used to get teased a lot in high school, specifically by this one kid, Ian. He had told me before about all the awful things Ian did to him and when I first heard it, it honestly surprised me what this school allowed any of this to happen virtually unpunished.

As you probably can guess, Ian was the one who followed me. My husband, Dan, asked me how I had found him and seemed a bit rattled by this sudden surprise. I reassured him that he had just followed me out of the blue and just wasn't sure if he was someone I had once known but forgotten. I reassured him I'd remove him as a friend and he'd never come up again. This seemed to settle Dan a bit, but he was still off for awhile after that. I decided it was best to leave the whole, liked all my bikini photos, out of this as it didn't really add anything.

I really did intend to unfollow him but it sorta slipped my mind I guess. While scrolling one afternoon while my husband worked, a picture he had posted popped up on my feed. It was him shirtless holding a fish he had caught. By instinct I double tapped the picture and liked it, only to immediately realize what I had done. I went to unlike it but kind of caught myself staring at him. I knew these thoughts could never leave my head, but my husbands old bully really was attractive. This guy was genuinely one of the hottest guys I had ever seen. I decided for now just to leave the like and not unfollow him, I really would get around to it.

Not long after I liked the picture, I received a DM. It was from Ian. I was a little nervous to open it but did right away anyways, after all Dan wasn't home and it was better I looked at this before he was. Ian had sent a pretty cliche pickup line, it made me almost half chuckle. I decided I was only going to respond to let him know how stupid that was and that I was married. Throw in kind of a hit to his ego for my husbands sake. He told me he knew I was married and claimed to be old friends with my husband, and just wanted to kid around a bit and see how our lives were going. I told him that my husband had told me a different story about their high school days. Ian admitted he used to be a bit crueler back in the days, but that they were kids and he honestly thought of my husband as a friend. From the way we were talking, I found it surprising my husband hated this guy, and thought maybe he either exaggerated or Ian had changed, he seemed like a genuinely nice guy.

We chatted for a bit, he asked about Dan and I told him. He asked about me and how we met. He even joked about how he was surprised 'that old loser picked up such a babe' but quickly said he was simply teasing again. I laughed and told him he was funny, but my husband was very sweet and stable and I loved him. When Dan got home from work, I decided to keep the DM's from him. I figured even if he was exaggerating how mean Ian was it would probably still upset him to hear we've been talking, and I honestly wasn't in the mood to fight tonight. I knew i'd bring it up with him eventually.

The days went by and me and Ian continued talking. He was sweet and flattering, complimenting me and inquiring about how I stayed in such good shape. I implied that he was also in great shape himself. Eventually he asked if I had a snapchat and I gave it to him. We started talking on there. He told me I had a beautiful smile and things along those lines and it always made me blush. He asked to see a whole body picture because he 'didn't believe someone could look that good without being edited' on instagram. So I sent him one of me in my boot shorts and crop top and my hair in a bun. He just replied with heart eyes, again making me blush.

I'm not too proud admitting this. One night when Dan got home he was pretty tired, and shortly after dinner said he wanted to catch up on sleep. When he went to our room and shut himself in, I resumed snapping Ian. This was unusual as I typically stopped talking to him when Dan got home, so he asked me why I was snapping him suddenly. I told him Dan was tired so we could talk a bit more till I go to bed. This is when things turned a bit. Ian inquired a bit about our sex life, and I was honest and told him it didn't happen much. He asked if I wished we'd do it more and I said yes, but I understood Dan was tired from working and was never upset at him.

Ian said he understood, and being single he was in a bit of a dry spell. I found that hard to believe given his looks. He asked if i'd be willing to help and maybe send some dirty pictures over. I admit, this got my heart racing and pussy a little wet. Though still, I told him I was married and that would be inappropriate. He reasoned that it wasn't cheating and we'd already been snapping for a few days, so it was hardly different. I kind of ended up caving. I went into our spare room and set up the camera, I stripped down to just underwear, a sexy thin lacy pink thong and a matching bra that was half see through.

I posed with my ass and feet in the air, I posed with my chest puffed out, I even sent some pictures of my ass from behind, only covered by one thin string. I ended up sending around 10 pictures to Ian, which he screen shotted all of them, and raved about my body. I admit this made me super horny and I wanted to finger myself so bad. I ended up asking for a picture in return and he sent one of his cock back. It was enormous and veiny, and yet only half hard. My mouth started to water at the sight of this and I immediately began touching myself. Ian told me I should wait to finish with him and we could do really dirty things together.

A moment of clarity hit me and I told him I was married and couldn't do that. Though like always he began persuading me, and he was very convincing. A different side of him came out. He told me how it was only natural to want him, and how for thousands of years the top males always received all the females they wanted. He told me it was natural instinct for me to want to give myself to the most alpha man and that my husband wasn't it. Going behind his back for all this was completely normal and I shouldn't feel guilty. He admitted to bullying my husband and said it was all apart of the natural order of things, including taking me behind my husbands back.

I won't lie, something about what he was saying really got to me. I was on the verge of being convinced but still had doubts. He then sent me three video clips over the chat. Each of them were girls sucking his cock and seemingly worshiping him while doing this. I recognized one as my husbands first girlfriend, though he never told me she cheated. Maybe he didn't know. Ian told me that all three of them were dating my husband, and all three ended up serving his cock. None regretted it, and Dan never found out about a single one. He told me as his wife, I was the most important one, he absolutely needed me and knew I wanted him just as bad. I hated to say it, but I told him he was right and I caved. Tomorrow while my husband worked, he could come over.

The next day, my head was buzzing with excitement and nervousness. My husband went to work like usual and suspected nothing. I chatted with Ian and he let me know he was on his way. I reflected on last night, sending him those pictures, seeing those videos, and all he said about serving the alpha man and putting the lesser man in his place without him knowing. It all got me so horny again. There was a knock at the door and my heart began racing, I knew it was Ian.

I opened up, and somehow, he was even taller then I imagined. He was still extremely hot and his presence in the room was definitely powerful. I could feel a small heartbeat in my pussy and I knew what he had told me was right, my body wanted his. We small talked for a minute and had a drink to loosen up. But in no time, the show began. He ordered me to go put on my sexiest underwear, and I told him I already had. He smiled a devious smirk and said good. He then ordered me to strip for him.

I obeyed and began with my shirt, then my pants, then my bra. His eyes lit up at seeing my perfect tits fall out of their clothing and stare right at him. I slowly slid my thong off, and threw it at him. He stuffed them in his pocket to keep. He signaled me to come closer with his finger, and holy fuck I felt like a slave to him. I felt like my brain was turned off and only primal instinct was left. I got on my hands and knees and crawled towards him, I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, unleashing his monster cock. He pulled out his phone and began recording.

I started licking his cock, and kissing it up and down, admiring its size and taste. 'Do you like my cock' he asked. I smiled and told him I loved his cock. 'Do you love your husband' he asked. I told him I did, then let a thick strand of spit fall from my lips and onto his head, which then slid all the way down his long dick. He then said 'if your husband, who you love, walked in would you stop'. I shook my head no with an evil smirk, 'show me what you would do then' he commanded. My lips encompassed his large head, and i began working it with my mouth, sliding further and further down. I hadn't really given head since Dan and I first started dating, and told him I didn't like it. This was different though, this I loved.

I passionately moved up and down, spreading my saliva all across his cock and making it glisten, every time I went to the top of his head i'd release it with a 'pop'. I couldn't help but look him in the eye, there was something so dominating about him. I was stroking and sucking, moaning with every inch of him that I took in my mouth. The animalistic instinct was growing louder inside me, and I wanted to serve him more. I released from his cock, while my thick saliva oozed down and made a mess all over him. I went down and took his large testicles in my mouth. They were large and smooth, and i began gently sucking on them and massaging them with my tongue. Ian moaned and clearly loved this. I'd release them just to watch my spit drip off them, then promptly took them back in my mouth. I was stroking his cock with both hands while I did this, making sure to give every inch of his beautiful member as much pleasure as I could.

I moved my mouth back to his cock and began massaging his balls with my hand. They were soaking wet and slippery so it was easy to gently rub them. My mouth worked hard and fast moving up and down, I couldn't help but make gagging noises, though never let it slow me down. Ian was getting closer and I clenched my lips tighter around his cock, if that was even possible. As he began to cum, I forced my way down on his huge cock, as far as I possibly could, my eyes rolled back into my head as I began to feel the ropes of cum spraying into my mouth. It felt like I had a mini orgasm from the satisfaction of knowing I gave this dominant man a powerful one. My mouth completely filled with his sperm, and he pulled my head off finally when he was done. He ordered me to show the camera, so I leaned my head back and opened wide, showing how my mouth was a swimming pool of his kids. He seemed satisfied and told me to swallow like a good girl.

Even the few times I had ever given Dan head, I refused to swallow. I always thought it was gross. But I was in some primal sexual mode, and without a second thought, I closed and gulped all his cum down, showing him my now empty mouth. And fuck it tasted amazing. He got up and grabbed my hair like a leash, and led me to the bedroom, Dan and I's bedroom. He propped his phone up and continued filming, and placed me on the bed. He had me on my hands and knee's, ass up and face down. I easily submitted, and would have done anything he asked.

He began sliding his bare cock into me. It was still just as hard and solid as before. It took my pussy a minute to become use to the size, I was grateful he was gentle at first. Once he worked his way fully inside my tight little pussy, he began pounding, hard. I could feel the head of his cock reach places I never knew, I could feel his massive balls swinging violently, slapping my clit again and again. It took me less then a minute to cum. I had never had an orgasm like that. My whole body began vibrating, my pussy began dripping water like a leaky faucet, and a powerful, deep, pure instinct moan filled the entire house. Ian slowed his thrusting to allow my body to fully feel my orgasm, what I'm pretty sure was my first orgasm ever. I instantly couldn't help but to praise his cock.

He asked if Dan had ever done that, and I insisted he hadn't. I told Ian his cock was the best I'd ever fucking had, how that was the first orgasm i'd ever felt, I told him how bad I wanted him, how I didn't give a fuck about Dan's pathetic little cock, all my words. Ian egged me on more and like always, I submitted, telling Ian he was far superior in every imaginable way. I told him I'd never let Dan's pathetic cock touch me again if it meant I got one more night with him. Ian was amused, and told me that if I wanted to continue, I'd have to swear to stay away from Dans cock, make him completely pussy free in his marriage until Ian said it was ok. He bent over the top of me, cock still buried inside me, and lifted me up, making me look towards the camera.

Something about giving my husbands old bully all this power over him unimaginably turned me on. I swore that I'd never touch Dan's pathetic cock unless Ian said I could, I swore my pussy, mouth, and even ass was for Ian's pleasure and whenever he liked. Ian satisfied with this, pulled out, shoved me on my back, and began entering me from the front. I wrapped my legs around him, pulled his cock deeper into me and began begging him to fuck me. He obliged and pounded my pussy more, looking me straight in the eyes with a look of a predator who caught his pray. I came within a minute, and this time squirted all over Dan's and mines bed. Unfortunately most of it got on his side of the bed.

Ian and I continued fucking in every position he wanted, doing whatever he asked and more. I loved satisfying him, I loved the idea of trying to milk his cum out of him. He talked shit about my husband and I joined in to ensure my pussy would continue to be pounded by his godlike cock. Eventually, as I laid flat on my stomach with Ian on top of me, he told me he was about to finish inside of me. I begged him to, telling him I wanted his sperm to be the first to ever fill me up, and it was. Ian thrust deep into me, as deep as our sweaty sticky bodies would allow, and I felt his cock pulse as he poured his superior cum inside me. I had another small orgasm from the thought of giving him all the pleasure he wanted, letting him cum where he wanted. Dan had never cum inside me, but Ian just took it, made it happen, and my body happily accepted.

He got off and cleaned up, leaving me there leaking his cum out of my pussy, and onto our bed. He used Dan's pillow to wipe all my cum and pussy juices off his dick and got dressed. He left shortly after, and I got up and cleaned myself as well. I was going to change the sheets, but my legs felt like they could give at any moment, so instead I simply went to sit. All throughout the day me and Ian continued talking, he told me how amazing the tape of me was and I was a perfect slut for him. I began to come to my senses and realized how over the top I went for him.

When Dan got home from work that night, he came in seeming a bit agitated. 'You'll never guess who requested to follow me on instagram' he stated, 'that douche Ian I told you about, my old bully'.

'I don't know,' I began saying, hiding my smirk, 'I bet he's not all bad'.