Bull4y0urwife - BWC BULL

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The Innocent Lie

Alex stared at his reflection in the mirror, his heart racing with excitement. He had met Sara at the start of the school year, and their bond had blossomed into something beautiful, something pure. She was the kind of girl who lit up every room she entered with her innocent smile and gentle nature. Her eyes sparkled like dew on freshly picked daisies, and her laughter was the sweetest sound he had ever heard. They had talked about this moment for weeks, the moment she would finally allow him to have sex with her.

As Alex approached Sara's house, the warm glow of the setting sun painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, casting a soft light over the quiet neighborhood. He could feel the anticipation building in his chest, his heart thumping against his ribs like a drummer in a marching band. His hand hovered over the doorbell, but he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and decided to knock instead. The sound echoed through the house, but there was no response. He waited, his stomach doing somersaults.

Alex, eagerly looking forward to taking Sara's virginity, arrived at her house. He found it odd that she didn't answer but brushed it off and went in. He was met with the sound of moaning and slapping, which grew louder as he approached her room.

He knocked again, a little louder this time, and heard muffled noises, yet not quite discernible. His mind raced with thoughts, none of them pleasant. He told himself he was being paranoid, that it was just Sara's parents watching a movie or her little brother playing games in his room. But the more he listened, the more the sounds grew eerily familiar, yet foreign to the sanctuary he had always known Sara's home to be. It was like the house itself was hiding a dark secret from him.

When he pushed the door open, the scene before him was like a punch to the gut. There, in the room that once held all his hopes and dreams, was Sara. But she was different. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes glazed over with a lust that seemed alien to the girl he knew. Deon, the school's resident alpha, towered over her, his muscular body glistening with sweat, his massive black cock driving in and out of her with a rhythm that was almost mesmerizing. Sara's body looked so tiny and delicate in comparison, her breasts bouncing with every thrust, her blonde hair a tangled mess around her face. Deon's grin was like a wolf claiming its prize, his teeth gleaming as he watched Alex enter, a smugness that spoke volumes about his victory.

The air was thick with the scent of sex, a musky scent that made Alex's stomach churn. He felt like a trespasser, like he was seeing something that was never meant for his eyes. Sara looked over, and for a split second, he saw the love she had for him, but it was quickly replaced with something else, something darker, something that made his heart shatter into a million pieces. It was a look of pure, unbridled passion that was not meant for him.

Deon, noticing his shock, grabbed Sara's hips and repositioned her on the bed, spreading her legs wider, giving Alex a full view of his cock sliding in and out of her pink, tight pussy. Alex couldn't tear his gaze away, his mind reeling with the sight of his girlfriend being used by someone else. Each thrust was a declaration of ownership, a claim staked in the most primal of ways. Deon's hips slammed into hers, the slap of skin on skin echoing through the room. Sara's moans grew louder, her body writhing in pleasure, as if trying to get even more of Deon's thickness inside her.

Alex's mind was a tornado of emotions—disbelief, anger, pain, and a strange sense of arousal he didn't understand. He had never seen Sara like this before, never heard her talk like this. The way she begged for more, the way she eagerly took Deon's abuse, it was as if she had been transformed into someone else entirely. And yet, he couldn't deny the effect it was having on him. His cock was rock hard in his pants, and he felt a mix of humiliation and excitement that was as confusing as it was distressing.

He watched, his eyes never leaving Sara's face, as Deon reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. He kissed and bit at the tender flesh, leaving marks that Alex knew would be there tomorrow. Sara's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream as she climaxed around Deon's cock. It was a sight that would be etched into Alex's memory forever.

"You like watching don't you, cuck?" Deon taunted, not breaking his rhythm. "You like watching me fuck your girl like a whore?"

Alex couldn't respond, his voice lodged in his throat like a boulder. He felt like he was in a nightmare he couldn't wake up from, watching the girl he loved more than anything betray him so willingly. Yet, his body's reaction was a traitorous one. His cock throbbed in his pants, and he felt a strange warmth spreading through his cheeks, a blend of arousal and shame that made his head spin.

Deon noticed his state and chuckled, "Looks like you're enjoying the show, cucky. I knew you had it in you. You always had a thing for watching, didn't you?"

Alex couldn't believe what he was hearing. His Sara, his sweet, innocent Sara, calling Deon 'daddy' and begging for more, her voice hoarse from screaming. It was a sound that should have filled him with rage, but instead, it sent a shiver down his spine. He watched as Deon's hand wrapped around Sara's throat, his grip tightening as he pumped into her, her eyes bulging slightly as she gasped for air.

"You like that, don't you, slut?" Deon's voice was thick with pleasure, his grin wicked as he watched the power he had over her. Sara's eyes flicked to Alex, and for a brief moment, he saw a spark of something, a flicker of the girl he had once known. But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by the same vacant stare of a woman lost in ecstasy.

Alex's knees felt like they would give out as he stared in horror. He wanted to scream, to yell for Sara to stop, but his voice was trapped in his chest. Instead, he watched as Deon's hand reached back, slapping Sara's ass with a resounding crack that made her yelp with pleasure. The sight of it sent a shockwave through his body, his own hand reaching down to clench his cock through his pants, trying to control the involuntary twitches.

Deon's smirk grew wider as he caught Alex's gaze. "You're a good little cuck," he said, his voice deep and gruff with exertion. "Keep watching. Maybe you'll learn something."

"Oh yeah cucky, when I'm tired of this bitch, you can have her back." Deon smirks and slaps her ass. Alex doesn't even move. He just watches them fuck for hours. He watches as his innocent Sara moans and screams from Deon's big black cock.

Deon looks over at the cuck and slaps Sara's ass again and again. "Who owns this ass bitch?"

Alex is desperately looking at Sara. Surely, she wouldn't.. right?

"You do daddy! Please keep fucking me! Please make me your whore!"

"Louder"

"YOU! YOUR BIG BLACK COCK OWNS ME! ALEX IS NOOOTHING TO ME NOW!"

Alex felt as if the floor had dropped out from under him. The words that left Sara's mouth were like a knife to his soul. He had never heard her say such things, never seen her act this way. His mind raced, trying to understand how this could be happening. The room spun around him as he watched Sara's body convulse with pleasure, her eyes locked onto Deon's as she shouted her newfound allegiance.

Deon pulled out of Sara, his cock glistening with her juices, and turned to face Alex fully. "Looks like you're not the only one who gets to enjoy the view tonight," he said, a wicked glint in his eye. "I think it's only right that I move in. You can keep her around for your entertainment, but make no mistake, she belongs to me now."

Sara, still sprawled on the bed, looked up at Alex with a mix of lust and pity. "Don't worry, baby," she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction. "You'll get used to it. Besides, you're so much better at the other stuff. Cooking, cleaning... I don't need you for this anyway."

Alex felt a tear roll down his cheek as he took in her words. The girl he had promised to protect, to cherish, had become someone he didn't recognize. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks—his world had shattered into a million pieces, and there was no putting it back together.

With a cruel laugh, Deon tossed his keys at Alex. "You heard the lady," he said, his voice filled with amusement. "Go grab my stuff. I'm moving in, and when you come back, you can clean us both up."

Alex stumbled backwards, his mind reeling. The keys felt like a hot coal in his hand, a symbol of the new reality he never asked for. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, what he was seeing. Sara, his sweet Sara, now calling Deon 'daddy' and speaking of him as if he was nothing but a servant. Yet, as much as he wanted to resist, his legs obeyed the command, moving on autopilot towards the door.

End of part 1

Come to Daddy

I will thank him for that after

I know exactly what he likes!