C.D.E. Work Book Vol 1
Written by unknown / May 30, 2002
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE
Copyright c May 2002 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved
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All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons.
Story Content:(Cuckold, M+/F, MF, FemDom, Impreg)
WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE READING A FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE GENRE, WHERE GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, PSYCHOLOGICALLY MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES' MALE LOVERS.
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE
C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 AUTHOR: C.D.E.
My "Workbook Series" will be a collection of my incomplete/partially developed story ideas and plots, that for one reason or another, I never got the inspiration to do more with or finish. Some are lengthy. Some are short. I'm posting them for readers who enjoy Cuckold/FemDom genre stories and prose. Otherwise, they'd be gathering electronic dust on my hard drive. You may find the wording terse, and scene transitions and endings rough/abrupt. Remember, these are "draft stories/ideas". Who knows, in the future I may revisit these workbooks and develop some of these ideas further. Enjoy!
CMTS: firstname.lastname@example.org **************************************************** C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 Story IDEA-48-1: A Nice Fellow CAST: ALICE ALBERT
"I don't know how many guys I'm going to fuck before I let you put it in. But for right now, I just want you to prove yourself by sucking my cunt." These are the words Alice told me in reply to the same question I'd asked her several times in many different ways over the last 16 months.
That's how long we've supposed to have been going steady in senior high. Her answers have been different too, but all leading to the same thing, my tongue in her wet messy hot pussy licking up some other lucky guys' cum and me having to jerk off for relief after being her cunt lapper.
I married Alice two years later after having swallowed untold pints of shot off jism in her well utilized pussy.
Getting married to her was about the only way I was going to get what I'd been yearning and craving for, while it seemed any other guy just had to snap his finger and Alice popped open her legs and gave him all the pussy he wanted.
"No Albert, nice boys wait until their wedding night to put it in for the first time. Mom and Dad think you're such a nice guy, so therefore not until you marry me will I let you have me."
Alice's parents were quite excited about me dating their daughter. The first time I went over to pick Alice up for our first date, her parents were impressed that I didn't blow the horn with the engine running.
"He actually came in to get our little girl, rather than honking his horn. I like that. A gentleman he is." Her father said.
"Well I be, he actually walked her back to the door and there's no pussy leakage streaming down her inside thighs." Alice's mom exclaim when I returned Alice home form our first date.
I've always wondered if things would've been different if I hadn't come across as such a nice guy.
I wondered if that was the reason why everyone else was getting into Alice's pussy with their dicks, and me with my tongue, cleaning up after all the others, just because I was a "nice boy" in her and her parent's eyes.
Actually, I guess if I hadn't been a nice boy, Alice may not have given me a second look. You see, she let me know before we started dating that it was my nice personality that turned her on. ##############++++++++END+++++++++++++##################
C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 IDEA-48-2: Story IDEA: A Higher Standard
"Darling, I didn't lie to you about them, I just didn't bother to tell you yet." "But Helen, h-how could you do this to me? We're engaged." "That doesn't mean I can't have friends, Howard honey." Helen replied with a slight smirk and pouting countenance on her very pretty face. "Helen, friends aren't suppose to be as intimate as I saw you last night with Lloyd. W-Why you t-two were k- kissing so passionately a-and the way he was rubbing y-your rear, it r-really hurt to watch y-you and him." "I'm truly sorry you had to find out by accidentally making a wrong turn and passing us in the parking lot of that tavern. Yes we were being amorous. We were heading back to his place at the time." "I-I guess that means y'all were going to have s-sex." "Yes Howard, we were." "So t-that proves what I was saying about you two being more than friends." "No honey! It just means we're friends having a good time in bed together. Just friends having hot sex. That's all." "W-Well I-I guess there is no doubt now that the w- wedding is off for next month." "Why?" Helen replied with a surprised tone in her voice. "Well, it-it's obvious y-you like him more, w-we've been dating for almost two years a-and engaged for the last eight months. Y-You haven't l-let me have sex with you yet... a-and here you a-admit to doing so with him." Howard said with a look of emotional strain and sadness on his face. "No honey, that's not the case at all. I do love you more than him. The reason I denied you was that I was holding you, and our love, to a higher standard than what I expected of Lloyd or his friends." She said with an air of seriousness in her voice. "Friends! Y-You h-had..." Overwhelmed at this new information, Howard choked on his words as he tried to speak. "Yes, I also had sex sometimes with his friends Todd and Al too, but that doesn't mean that I love you any less." "H-Helen, t-this is t-to much for me to take. Y-You were not only sexing him, b-but two of his friends too. W- Why couldn't you let me do the same r-rather than o-only letting me k-kiss and suck your cunt." "Honey, that way I knew you really meant you loved me. With the guys, it was just lust they had for me and I for them. I knew they weren't interested in true love, like you and I have. None of them would've sacrificed like you and bought me a one carat engagement ring or been nice enough to agree to no sex, or put up with what I've asked of you doing the whole time we've been going steady." "H-Helen, I-I'm lost here. It-It sounds more like I been playing the part of the fool." "Howard! How dare you say such a thing! There is no way I look upon you as a fool. Just because I hadn't told you I was fucking Lloyd and many of his friends."
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Leland was admiring his handiwork, as he knelt between his mother's parted thighs. Her thick bush was perfectly shaped. He put away the clippers as soon as she gave him her nod of approval for his work, as she viewed her trimmed pussy in the hand held mirror. As he stood up to put away the electric clippers and other items, he tried to mask the erection he had. He almost got away from his mom before she called him back. "Let me see if you've broken that nasty habit of getting a hard-on by looking at me. Move that stuff from in front of your crotch!" She shouted at her 25 year old married son. "P-Please m-mother, I-I couldn't help it . I-I tried not to g-get hard." He meekly replied stammering as he complied with her command. His small penis was stiff and stood defiantly out no matter how he tried to use his willpower to get it down. It was very evident from the bulge in his trousers. "I should've known you were thinking naughty thoughts again. Your own mother. You should be ashamed of yourself!" His shapely but stout mother put her hands on her hips as she stood before her cowering son. She was a full head taller than him. "You know what this means don't you?" "Please mother, p-please don't whip me. I-I'll do better next time. It-it's just that Lola won't let me have s-sex with her and y-you being so pretty and always wanting me to d-do intimate things . while you're naked . I-I try to c-control my." "Excuses! Excuses! That's all I hear from you. You just don't try hard enough sweetie." She said sweetly as she grabbed his arm and headed him to the basement door. Leland knew what was in store for him. He knew it was futile to resist. His only option, as he'd done before countless times before, was to plead for mercy from his strong domineering whip welding mom. "Please mother, please don't whip me. I-I'll try harder not to be naughty. P-Please! Maybe I-if you talk to Lola, s-she'll let me m-masturbate, s-so I won't get excited when y-you and Sis want me to do things..." "WHAP!" His mother slapped him. "I'll do no such thing! You will not play with yourself. Your wife will determine when and how you get off. It's your duty to abide by her wishes and adhere to her rules. And I better not catch you jacking off. DO YOU HEAR ME!" "Y-Yes ma'am." He meekly replied rubbing his jaw where his mother's hand print was clearly outlined in red. A they walked down the basement stairs, his mother continued to chide him for being perverted, incestuous and getting sexually excited just because she and his older sister would be partially or fully nude when they had him doing things like bath them, paint their toe nails, or trim and shape their pussy bushes. Leland was accustomed to such humiliation and abuse. His wife was also domineering and subjugated him without mercy or shame. She had many lovers - all black studs, whom she performed almost any sexual act with, but only let her mousy husband suck her cunt. And even then, more than likely, only after one of her black stud had thoroughly fucked her lush cunt. Leland was no stranger to the taste of jism from a sloppy dripping slimy twat. Not only was he required to suck his wife's frequently fucked luscious cunt, but also the bushy frequently fucked pussies of his mom and his sister. Both also delighted in being fucked by black men. Leland's wife made no secret she was dating black men when during their engagement. She however, didn't reveal this until Leland had bought her an expensive 2-carat diamond engagement ring. Leland was drawn to Lola like a moth to a flame. He loved her dearly but thought after the wedding she would change her ways and settle down with him. He was wrong. Instead she became more tyrannical and abusive of him both mentally and physically. She mocked him the one time she let him have intercourse with him and decreed that he needed to be celibate for at least four months before she'd let him have some again. If he had an orgasm, accidentally or intentionally, the clock would start over and he'd have to begin his period of celibacy again. That was five years ago. In that time, he's never been able to hold his load. The reason can basically be attributed to his cunning wife as well as the aid she got from both his sister and mom, who delighted in dominating and humiliating him. Leland, gullible and docile, cherished all three women, even though he was easily intimated by them, and feared the punishment they frequently imposed on him. They repeatedly reminded him that the discipline was for his own good.
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"Sue dated all the guys on the on the football team at least once that I know of for each of the three years in senior high. Wasn't that right dear?" My new bride, named Lisa, nodded her head smiling. "She was very popular with all the boys back then and all through junior college. She never had a steady boyfriend until, well until, I guess up until when she started dating you Norman." "Is t-that right?" I said looking at Lisa. She'd told me she'd dated several guys and had sex with two, but the whole football team each year in senior high was a new revelation to me. I also didn't quite like the overtones of it either, but my new mother-in-law kept on talking. "Mother he doesn't want to hear all that stuff, Norman and I are planning to see a movie tonight We'd better be going honey." She said to me. "Oh the show doesn't start for another three hours. Don't be in such a rush. Let me get to know my new son-in- law better. Anyway, he should get to know me better anyway. My new mom-in-law was quite a colorful character as she talked about the family and some of my wife's old boyfriends. I know she didn't intend to hurt my feelings, but she always ended up describing something about Lisa ex- boyfriends that she considered to be a "real manly quality". There was never any reference to me, only that I was a nice guy, and then only indirectly.
"I told her get her a nice guy with a small prick and settle down. A small dick guy is generally more loving and makes a good husband. Lisa tells me your prick is small Norman. That's a good sign your marriage will be long and happy." I was blushing profusely at her brazen comments and had to loosen my collar. My wife and the others in the room just looked at my plight amusingly, including my wife who did snuggle up closer to me and kiss me on the cheek. I was speechless. "Mother, must you do this to him, we've only been married two weeks. This is our first week back from our honeymoon." "Honey, the important thing is getting a marriage out on the right track if it's to be happy.
++++++++++ We stayed at her mother's place for two months until we could find a place of our own. My new wife always seemed to be going here and there with an old friend. They would blow and she would run out to meet them at the curb. I assumed it was just a girl friend. It was only after three weeks of this that I asked why she didn't ever bring them in to meet me or introduce me to her girl friends. "Darling, do you really want to meet my friends?" I nodded yes, puzzled by the strangeness of the question. "Well, honey first thing is that they were guys, not girlfriends. They were actually many of my old boyfriends." I almost fell to the floor. "W-What?" "Well you see dear, they wanted to talk about you. They wanted to test my love for you. You see they would ask me various things about you". "Like what"? I inquired. "Oh, did I think you really loved me, how long we dated, how big your prick was, did you get me off as good as they did, those type things." Again, I was caught off guard by the candor of my new wife's answers. "A-And what did you t-tell them?" "I told them the truth, that I loved you very much honey. I truly love you darling, even if they did have bigger dicks and got me off better and more times than you ever have." I swallowed hard. I couldn't speak. My face got flushed. "Now honey don't get flustered over this and let your male ego get the best of you. Sure I went along with them. I let them put their big dicks in me to test my love for you. Sure they made me come several times and fucked me long and hard, sometimes for up to an hour at a time, but I knew I still loved you after all the cum they shot in me and no matter how satisfied and contented they made my pussy. No matter, I always came home and made love to you. The only exception was that each time I'd been with them, I always had you suck me out before we fucked. I like having you suck my pussy after another man has fucked me
++++++++++INSERT+++++++++++++ My wife and her mother both agreed that for love to be true it must be continuously tested. As she was getting dressed to go on a date with an old flame, I asked my wife how long would her testing of her love for me take place. "Sweetie, to make sure my love of you is always fresh and deep, I will probably do it as long as you love me." I didn't like her answer. ++++++++++++++++++INSERT+++++++++++++ My wife has entered a new phase of testing our love she came home one night and also brought in her date, whom she'd been dating for the last two months. She revealed she was pregnant. In addition, her stud also told me what a lucky man I was to have a woman that loved me enough to have his baby but stay with me.
C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 IDEA-48-5: Story IDEA: Peter, Paul, and Polly
"B-But Polly, this would be such a major, no, actually, a radical change to our marriage." "Yes, Peter darling, it will be a change, but I see it as workable." My wife said as she laid her soft petite hand over mine at our dinner table. "I-I know Paul is a close friend and all, but there are l-limits, my precious." "You know I love you because of the many things we have in common. The music we share. The shows we go to. We like the same operas. The things we talk about without bounds. All those things and so many more little things we mutually enjoy. However, darling, you know I have another side that matches Paul's personality." "Yes, I know all too well." I replied laconically. "So because he's better, uh, well anyway, you know what I mean. Is that the reason you want to do this?" "Sex is part of it, but I don't want to lose Paul, after all, I'm your wife. I wear your name. I wear your rings. Paul has no claim or ties or commitments from me. He just feels used. This way, he'll have it all." "I-I see." I replied despondently. "Honey?" My wife said looking me straight in my eyes. "Yes." I replied. "I thought about leaving you for him." There was a long moment of silence as I digested her statement. "I-I see." "But then as I thought more about it, the more I knew I'd miss you. I really love you Peter. In fact I really love you more than Paul, but I don't want to make a choice. He's not the loving nurturing type you are. He's more the fun type fellow for partying, dancing and sexy cruises. You the wholesome bread and butter husband that a woman needs for stability." "I-I see." "You're what I need where he leaves off, just like, well sort of the arrangement we have now, where you provide me with such deep wonderful tongue love after he's rocked my boat with his..., well you know what I mean." I just nodded my head. It was well understood by me that he was the real sex stud in our marriage and I the cuckold, with my strongest asset for sexing my wife in my mouth. "Well darling, that's why I reached the conclusion that me having his baby would be an extension of our current arrangement. Just like he's a good lover, he'd make a poor husband, that is giving a wife everything she needs for emotional support on a daily basis. That's your real strong point. But he'd be good at making a baby, and I know you'd be a super dad for raising the baby."
C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 IDEA-48-6: Story IDEA: XMAS Gifts
Tis the season to be jolly. But by golly, I'm not exactly full of cheer.
You see my wife has a gift or two for me. She won't tell me exactly how many, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be twins. She said she wanted to surprise me. She wouldn't tell me about the Ultra-sound results, but she's big enough to have triplets.
I have a sneaky suspicion it's twins, since I've heard she and her mom surreptitiously discussing two of this, and two of that, and names for fraternal twins.
My wife and I have 3 kids already. They were all Christmas gifts to us, as she likes to say. They were all born in December and all within a few days of Christmas. It's pretty hectic having 3 birthdays and a big holiday in the same month for three small ones. None of the three are older than 7. Also, none of them are mine biologically, only legally, as she and her folks always remind me.
Let me tell you a bit of the history about my reason for dreading the Yule tide season.
You see we were married in June, a bit over 9 years ago. It seems so much longer now. Well anyway, about 6 months after the wedding - well actually, I think it all started on Christmas day. That is, when her old boyfriend Jason came back into her life.
Jason and my wife had been quite an item before I'd met her. He was also more of everything I wasn't. He was rather well built and handsome, not to mention taller than me also - by about 6 inches.
My wife and he, before she was married had broken up about 3 years before we tied the knot. Jason had left town and was now back in town due to a job relocation.
We were over at her family's house for Christmas dinner when he - Jason - showed up. My wife's mom had invited him to come over when he called to see if her daughter, my wife, was at home.
"Even though you're married and have a sweet adorable husband, I though you still might want to see Jason one more time. After all, Jason is moving back to town. Isn't that wonderful?" Spoke my new mother-in-law, in my presence even, and yet with glee in her voice.
My wife became all smiles at her mother's words. And the worse part was that Jason had been invited to Christmas dinner. When he arrived, my wife's mom seated him on the other side of my wife as we ate. She had more conversation with him than me.
"Even though you're my new son-in-law, and I know you're going to be a good husband to our daughter, and please don't think what I'm about to say is personal or disrespectful, but I've always thought that Jason and our little girl would make the cutest looking grand kids."
I almost choked at her words. As I was clearing my throat and assured the others that I was okay, I could see Jason and my wife looking at each other lustily.
As dinner went on, I was treated to more humiliating, but apology in advance, comments from my new mom-in-law.
After dinner as we all sat in the family room enjoying coffee and liquor, I was amazed and appalled at the way Jason and my new bride were being so chummy and touchy- feely - right in my presence, I might add. I was worried as to whether Jason's presence was going to cause problems in our marriage. "Only if you make them darling", was my wife's reply to my question when we reached home later that night. I was taken aback by her answer on such a delicate matter. I tried to get her to talk more about Jason and her. However, it became apparent that she was not in the mood to discuss the subject with me.
I wondered what she really meant by saying that. However, it was enough to silence me as I stood there dumfounded at her straightforward response.
The other thing that concerned me was the apparent tolerant, even encouraging, position that my wife's family took on the issue of her and Jason. I couldn't believe my ears when my mom-in-law said to them -Jason and my wife- "You two should get together and talk about old times".
The other thing was that Jason, who was a sports jock in high school, seemed to have more to talk about with my new father-in-law than I. Since my wife's dad was a sports fanatic and I wasn't. He and I didn't have much to talk about anyway, since his world seemed to revolve around TV sports.
Taking her mother's cue, my wife informed me, not asked, that she and Jason were going out on a Platonic date.
I feared I something to be worried about their Platonic good friendship date of that evening. You see her pussy tasted a bit different that night when we made love. She seemed rather randy too, I might add, when she came to bed. In addition, her cunt did seem a bit wet, and I'd never seen her pussy lips so agape.
Yes, I have to suck her pussy to satisfy her in conjunction with using my prick on her.
The next day, my wife told me more about Jason. He was very much a stud, a ladies' man, and a full time pussy hound, who always seemed to be successful in his cunt hunts. It was my wife who revealed this to me.
"We broke up because he couldn't be faithful", she told me. She went on to reveal, in an unabashed manner all the great sex they'd had in the past.
I was flabbergasted at her revelation, as she made me wait 18 long months before I could put it in, and that was only after we married. The first 6 months of us becoming steadies, I only got blue balls from all the prolonged petting we did. After becoming engaged, she did let me, well actually, encouraged me to go down on her. That was my treat, as she used to say, even though she only rubbed my prick from time to time, but never even jerked me off. She did like to watch me do it to myself. As she watched, she kept her legs spread, exposing her well sucked and satisfied pussy.
"Darling, I wanted to make sure you wanted me for me, not for my body and pussy as other men, including Jason did." Her statement further struck me hard as she'd previously told me I had been only the second man in her life.
"The only other man I was emotionally serious about." She clarified herself. She admitted that Jason was the first, even though she found out early on that he was incapable of being loyal to their relationship.
She pecked me on the lips and hugged me smiling as I became rather vocal at her denying me sexually so badly in our relationship prior to marriage.
"Now baby, don't get upset. Just think of it as you having passed a test that none of the other men in my life passed. That's why I married you darling. You were sweet, affectionate, caring, loving, rather devoted to me, and always the gentleman. You definitely didn't fail the test by getting in, er... I mean trying, to get in my panties on our first date like so many other men I went out with."
Her verbal stumbling and the tone of her voice didn't leave me with a warm fuzzy feeling that she didn't inadvertently slip in reference to men getting in her panties on first dates.
I was seeing a side of my new wife as I'd never detected before. She went on to justify having me sexually suffer for her "testing" of me. She said it all in such a way that made me feel triumphant at passing her test and beating out other men in winning her hand. However, I still didn't totally feel like a winner for some reason. On the other hand I was very excited at having such a pretty wife. She's very shapely and was the type of girl I never figured would ever want to be mine, least of all agree to marry me. Now, with it being just about 6 months after our wedding and here I am worried about an old boyfriend beating my time and breaking up my short but happy marriage. I knew I couldn't let that happen.
"I guess it's in him to play around. She said to me with a sigh. "I know he was emotionally linked to me while we dated back then, but he couldn't help his philandering. He's just a whoremonger." It did me good to hear her finally say something disparaging about her handsome ex- boyfriend.
"However, as I said, I guess he can't help it since he's quite a man in bed." Again I was shocked and upset with my wife's openly verbal musings. The look on her face also told me she relished her past times with Jason.
"I can't lie, we did fuck." Was my wife's answer to my question about her recent date with Jason.
"A-And you s-still let m-me go down on y-you?" I replied nervously and stammering upon hearing the news I feared that I knew the answer to already.
"I needed your tongue on my pussy darling. Your prick was nice, that is, for the usual minute and a half you could last, but your tongue really does feel nice on my pussy, just like it belongs there. However, Jason's cock is bigger, longer, and has more staying power. It also feels right at home in my pussy too."
I had to sit down at her revelation and the strangeness of her comments.
After an hour of discussion about this situation with Jason, my wife made it clear that she wanted to continue fucking Jason.
We both knew I didn't want that, but she challenged me to find a better way to solve the dilemma of her getting the satisfaction that he provided her without us breaking up our marriage.
"I don't want what we have broken apart darling, but the truth is that if you don't love me enough to let Jason give me what you can't, I guess it's better for us to part."
"P-Please don't do this to me. P-Please give our marriage chance." I pleaded with my wife.
"I don't want to break it up darling, I just want to fuck Jason occasionally, that's all." She replied with a pouting smirking smile.
I knew I was in a quandary, especially since I really loved and wanted her. Sharing her with Jason seemed unacceptable, but as I thought about all the other things, and other men, that she'd revealed to me tonight, I remembered the old saying. `You can't lose something you thought you had, but didn't.'
"G-Give me t-time to think it over. M-Maybe we can come up with a solution o-out of all t-this." I replied softly, knowing more than likely, I wouldn't like any of them, when it looked pretty evident all would involve me having to share her with Jason.
CHAPTER -Mom/Aunt mediates situation between Jason & husband/son and wife
"Nephew, you did the right thing to come to me." My Aunt Matilda said with a broad smile. "You have done the right thing to consider negotiation and arbitration as a solution rather than just putting your foot down, my dear nephew. Yes, a real man, may have done something like that, but you, as a devoted loving husband, who knows that his strength is in his love for his wife and attending to her needs and happiness, should negotiate."
I didn't like the way my Aunt made her statement, but sadly I had to admit she was correct. I couldn't approach this situation with demands like a "real man", but only as a devoted husband, who was deeply in love with his wife.
To my chagrin, Aunt Matilda arranged for me, my wife, and Jason to meet at her house two days later to work out the terms of my new marital arrangement.
My aunt was quite an arbitrator, and one with a heavy hand. The discussions were heated at times. I got the feeling over and over again, that the three of them were against me. It not only hurt, but it was very humiliating to have my favorite aunt siding with my wife about my sexual inadequacies.
Jason just sat there with a smug smile on his face as the two women disgraced me.
To make matters even worse, Aunt Matilda even threatened to whip me if I didn't become more cooperative to the terms she'd proposed. I also became more cooperative as she also threatened to reveal more about how she and mother used to punish me as a teen.
My self esteem had already been bombarded heavily, the last thing I needed now was for her to reveal family secrets of how I was made to wear women's clothes as punishment to take the edge off my "mannish manners" - my mother's words.
Berated, browbeaten, humiliated, and disgraced, I was basically forced to accept the following terms:
-Jason gets insemination rights to my wife -I get pussy sucking rights and I must always perform oral sex for my wife after she and Jason have intercourse -I have to wear condoms unless my wife is on the pill or pregnant
"Nephew, in order to seal this deal properly between you and Jason. I think it has to be done in a special way."
"NO WAY!" I shouted as Aunt Matilda whispered in my ear.
"There is no need to be loud and unruly. That is unless you want me to bring out my persuader. That is, unless that's what you want."
"N-No, Aunt Matilda, I-I don't. P-Please I-I don't want a whipping. B-But y-you can't expect m-me to s-suck... I-I can't hardly say it. It-It's such a gross idea." I stammered in total confusion and horror at the thought that my own blood relation was suggesting such a thing for me.
"Dear nephew, I think it's perfectly acceptable for you to suck Jason's dick as a goodwill gesture of your commitment to this arrangement. Besides, you'll be eating plenty of his cum from your wife's pussy anyway."
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I've gotten fairly use to the taste of Jason's volumes of spent sperm. He shoots so much. He shoots three times as much for one fuck as I do in a month. Even though I hate him, I have to admire his sexual stamina and the robustness of his sturdy cock.
My dear nephew, I just know you're going to be a good husband about this and do your duty. And that duty is to always clean up Jason's sperm from her cunt to demonstrate that you're a big enough of a man to know that you are the lesser man and to show it in a humble manner.
"Your wife will have everything she wanted, a devoted loving faithful husband and very good provider, kids from the man she loves to bed her down, you get to keep her and virtually assured that she won't run away from you.
I marveled at her logic. It was profound, but yet in a strange way, I still didn't feel like a winner, even though it appeared I was by her logical rationale.
"I've given up trying to fight what's happening with the situation I'm in. I've come to the conclusion that this will be what is required of me to keep my family together and hold on to my wife."
Yes, it's odd that I have to be a receptacle to boost the ego of my wife's lover and real man and the stud and sire of our growing family. My wife is his breeder. I have come accept and adapted to that fact, even though she still maintains she loves me unequivocally.
Even though the kids are not mine biologically, they are mine legally and morally.
"C'mon baby, my pussy is ready for you now." Said my wife after her real man had gotten off her. She parted her thighs wider and ran a finger down her gunk oozing slit."
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CAST: Husband-Matthew Wife - Ester
Matthew and Ester were perfect for each other. They both were of similar personalities had many, many common interests and were both raised in religious families. So after college, and having mutually pledged themselves to each other since the ninth grade, it was only natural they became engaged and eventually got married a year after graduation. Their families were very glad and happy for the virgin newlyweds as they departed for their honeymoon. The couple was both looking forward to a night of wedding bliss. "I'm really looking forward to us being alone together." Mat said to his new bride as they drove through the scenic countryside. "So am I my darling husband. Aren't you glad we waited instead letting your lust get the better of you." "Yes, I guess you were right." He replied sheepishly. "Even though I had to commit onanism by jerking you off to calm the devil's lust in you, it did make you more reasonable after you shot off your hot seed. It's better to have done that than commit fornication". "Since we were betrothed to each other it really wouldn't have been that big a sin." "But sin never the less". Ester replied sternly. "How about me licking and sucking your pussy to ease your suffering of the devil's lust? That's almost fornication. We could've gone ahead and..." "Shush your mouth Matthew! It's not the same as penetration and regular intercourse. I know you wouldn't have looked at me the same if I had let you do that to me. Plus, I could've gotten pregnant and knowing that I'd been violated, even by you, would've taken so much out of the wedding ceremony." "Well that's all behind us now. We're husband and wife and let just concentrate on that." "Yes my dear husband you're right. For the bible says that a husband and wife should rejoice in each other." "Amend". Matthew said "Matthew, you know I love you dearly and that I've promised to be your for better or worse until death do us part. But I have to ask you something that I've felt guilty about before now, that is since we are husband and wife and are suppose to share all things with each other." "Sure, what is it?" "Well, uh, well it's about your penis. It seems so much smaller than my brothers or my dad's. Do you think it'll be big enough to make sex enjoyable for us?" "A-As far as I know." Her new husband was taken aback by such a question from his new bride. He remembered her telling him sometime ago she had accidentally sneaked a peak at her dad and brother's organs at various times over the years as they were bathing or using the bathroom or getting dressed with the door cracked. "Size doesn't really matter that much." "If you say so darling. I'll love you even if it does and make do even if you don't have a sizable penis. For the Lord shall make a way."
"OHHHH YESSSSSSS! This is so good, yes do it to me!" Matt saw his new bride go from being totally scared to eagerly consenting to the sexual onslaught of the three black rapists.
As Matthew sat tied securely by the three men who'd abducted them from the motel parking lot and taken them to some remote cabin. All he could discern was that it was some type of modern log cabin. He also heard that the three had broken into it also just for this vile act.
Besides being totally helpless as he sat there hog-tied, he heard his transformed new bride mention on several occasions, how much bigger the three villains' cocks were than Matthew, and that maybe his smaller cock size was probably the reason, he, that is, Matthew, could not give her the same good feeling as they did. Needless to say, this made her new husband feel extremely humiliated and disgraced as the three men echoed his new bride's comments and made crude jokes the whole while about his size and stamina shortcoming as compared to them. Matt was almost in tears at the thought his new bride's virginity had been stolen. Even worse was that she reveled in what they were doing to her. She also seemed to be fully aware that she had a very high probability of becoming inseminated by the three black rapists, while her husband was securely tied up and forced to watch her being thoroughly fucked. Having spent quite a bit of time on the farm, he knew about mating, but it pained him to see so many deposits of thick slimy jism dripping down between his new wife's legs. He was terrified but also amazed at the stamina and prowess and size of the men's cocks. It also left him with a bad taste in his mouth. That is, after he was force to orally clean up his wife's sperm soggy sex, that had been drenched with the melded semen of the three black men.
"My dear husband all three were so much bigger than you. How can something so good be bad? No! I refuse to file rape charges against them. Their actions may have been divinely caused therefore it's not for me to interfere with such plans. Remember he works in strange but yet wonderful ways. I know. I might even be pregnant from them, but that's the way it'll have to be. I really enjoyed what they did to me." Her husband looked at her as if she was insane. "B-But Ester y-you have to do..." "Please my dear husband. I do indeed love you. I've known you for years, however these last few weeks I must tell you I've been concerned that you may not could mount me properly and satisfy me as well as others who are, shall we say, more suitably equipped to do so. When these three came along and proceeded to use me, I came alive in a manner I'd never expected. I believed you did also judging from the erection you had. Shame on you for getting pleasure out of seeing your wife sexually abused and succumb to enjoying what you couldn't do. Maybe we ought to go to the police so I can tell them just that." "W-Well you don't have t-to mention every little thing. B-Besides, it wasn't because of what the men were doing, it was you Ester. Even though with another man, I still couldn't help but be moved by your beauty even in my darkest hour." "That's so sweet of you dear. Did you notice how easily I took almost all of their large cocks? All of them had to be at least eight inches. I know my hand couldn't close round either of the three while I was sucking on them. Hal, I think that's what I heard one of them slip and called his name. He was really hung wasn't he?" Her new husband tried to avoid answering his wife but she kept after him until he did. ++++++++++++++++++ "I know your ego and manly pride may have been slighted a bit. That is, since you were tied to the chair and had to watch. But honey it was so good being used like that, especially with you so close and yet prevented from doing anything about it all, that is to except look terrified. Just so you know, I felt good about all that happened, including when they had you go down and clean my pussy for us to go another round of sex. Your mouth felt rather good on my bruised but well satisfied sex. It was good hearing my wet pussy being so well slurped as you tended to it with your tongue and lips." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "I really liked the idea of you having to eat up theirs and my sex juices. It made me feel proud of you my dear husband to have you doing that and you sucked very well too. In fact I'm leaking more of their thick rich seed and it would be such a waste not to use such rich seed for all it's worth. If you still want to try and ensure I don't become with child, you may want to let me sit on your face again so you can suck out their draining cum."
+++++ THE RAPISTS CONTACT ESTER AT HOME+++++++++++ "Yes darling husband, I've been sexed by them almost all day while you were at work. And you know what, even though I ache from all the activity, nothing would please me more than you laving and caressing my pussy with your lip and tongue." Even though he didn't want to do as his wife desired, his wife's skillfulness in making him feel guilty and a lesser husband eventually prompted Matthew to kneel and do his husbandly duty, as described by his licentious, but religious wife. The juices leaking from her very wet vagina was a gluey syrupy blend. It was obvious, just as his wife had described and he'd seen a few days ago, these men were very virile and their jism was viscous, rich and creamy. He almost knew for sure his new bride had to be pregnant after having her fertile sex so well saturated with such potent seed. Even Matt had to concede his cum was no where close to being as plentiful or as thick and pudding like. Matt feared his wife was pregnant and that one of the men's child would be their first born. He was sad, because as his wife reminded him, he was obligated to accept, love and raise the baby as his own due to his wedding vows. He thought about it all, for better or worse.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++ "No my darling husband, they desire me to go with them. It is not up to us to try to foresee what destiny is for each of us. This may be the master at work in his own strange way and it's up to me to go with them, for it may, and probably will, save some other poor girl or girls from being brutally sexed and harmed by their big cocks. I've been exposed and conditioned to their giant genitals. No my husband, it is right I go and that I receive your blessings for me to have the strength to extract all the devil's lust from them. Meanwhile, I want you to stay home and do the chores I ordinarily would be performing." Matt couldn't flaw his wife's logic, but he was extremely worried about her being out with the three burly muscular, and apparently very horny, black men.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Ester Talking ++++++ " After all, just because y'all are forcing us to do these evil things doesn't mean that we have to go to some shabby motel. Besides, we can fuck, to use your word, in a nice clean bed. I know my husband would want me, his wife in a nice clean bed, and bedroom that he's prepared rather than some shady motel. Right darling?"
+++++++++++++++++ START OF SECOND CHILD+++++++++++ "No my husband, if it's the Lord's will, I will be with child after having mated with this man. Yes, what he desires of me may be evil. Look upon him as the devil if you will. He wishes to couple with me doing this week, which is my most fertile time. However, if his mating makes me pregnant, then we must accept that as what must be." +++++++++++++++++ Later that night after his wife and Matt are in bed, he woos his wife to have sex with him. "No my husband, doing the time that he is imposing his lusty ways on me, I am tainted with the devil. Therefore you must also sacrifice and suffer as I am doing, albeit in a different manner. You must be celibate during this time, actually for the next two weeks to ensure that only his seed is in me and to see if it ripens within me." Matthew protested, but his wife subdues him with her skilled oratory and manipulative religious logic, which he yielded to. "That's the spirit dear. In fact he even said that you should be without sex during this time also and even proposed a device to assist you from being tempted to commit masturbation. You know what the scripture says, "It's better to spill your seed in the belly of a whore than to masturbate". However, there'll be no whore for you either. Therefore your celibacy during this period is the answer. I will seek getting it for thee on tomorrow. Sacrificing in that manner will aid you in your suffering with me." "B-But Ester, I-I can't..." "Are you saying you can't support your wife when the way is dark and the path treacherous? Are you just a fair weather, walk in the sunshine only husband?" "O-Of course not dear, I-I..." "That's better. For a moment there I thought you'd forgotten about the better or worse wedding vows you swore to at the altar." Matthew knew it was hopeless to present a counter argument. He sighed and capitulated, even though his prick was notoriously hard and aching for release. She bid him goodnight as he laid their trembling at the thought of her being almost naked next to him but yet forbidden to his touch and caress. When he sought to sleep in the guest bedroom, she forbade him and indicated she feared he may yield and be tempted to play with himself. Therefore she demanded he stay where she could detect any failure on his part to control himself and persevere through the ordeal. It was a fitful and sleepless night for Matthew. His wife exposed more and more of her nakedness as she rolled and turned in the bed. She repeatedly brushed against him and he even heard her calling out the name of the rapist she'd been sexing for the last few days, and would be again in the next few days. The next day, she presented her husband with the chastity belt recommended by her illicit lover. Matthew was shocked at the lock that was built in and that his wife would retain the key.
++++++++++++++++++++++++ Matthew was glad that the couple was ordered to leave town and go on a foreign mission. The plan was that he and his family to go to Sweden, but somehow it got changed to a remote region of West Africa. Before he could get the assignment changed, he was told it was too late. He was upset at the change but he was sure it had to be better than his wife being under the control and influence of the three black rapists, from whom they now had three young children.
Within the church organization that made missionary assignments, it was later discovered that a woman who resembled Ester had volunteered to help out the clerk who maintained such record of assignments. It appears it was this volunteer who made the error which switched Matthew and Ester to do their missionary work in a remote part of West Africa. A treacherous region known for a tribe where the men have very large penises and who have a yearning for sex with white women, no matter if they were missionaries or not.
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