I woke up Monday morning feeling great. Next to me on the bed was my new bride, Tess. She was sleeping naked and had tossed off her covers. Silently I thrilled to the sight of her fabulous curves, long black hair, and sweet face. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. The wedding had gone perfectly the day before. It had bothered me at the reception when she danced with every tall, good-looking guy there, including my brother Jake, but now we were alone. It had also been upsetting when she said she was too tired for sex afterwards, but now we had time. I got out of bed and went to make coffee. I felt doubly fortunate because, to be honest, I'm not a great catch. I mean, sure, I have plenty of money, enough that I'll never have to work, but I'm short and slender and quiet. When we danced at the reception, because Tess is tall and wore high heels, she dwarfed me. I sighed as I started the coffee maker. After our one dance she had partnered with Jake. He doesn't have much in the bank but as she pressed herself against him he was able to look over the top of her head and smile at me.
Soon the coffee was done and I poured her a cup. I couldn't wait to consummate our marriage. We had only dated for two months and then been engaged for two more before we wed, but Tess had insisted that we 'save ourselves' until our union was legal. Yet, even though sex wasn't part of our dating, there was plenty of foreplay, enough to keep me perpetually eager. Odder still, she felt it was alright for me to provide her with oral sex. Plenty of it. I mean every time we were together. When I hinted that she might reciprocate she acted offended and said 'Not until we've walked down the aisle'. I added cream and sugar to her cup, just the way she liked it, and reminded myself that she thought that if I served myself at the same time, I was being 'selfish'. With a mental shrug, and again reminding myself of how lucky I was, and how much luckier I would be, on this the first day of our life together as husband and wife, I returned to the bedroom.
Tess had woken up and, instead of a smile, gave me a critical look. "You could have waited to make coffee," she said. "All the noise woke me up. I'm still tired from the reception. While you were sitting at the table doing nothing I had to dance with all the guys, to be polite." I was confused by her annoyance and told her, "You know I'm not much of a dancer, Dearest. And you seemed to be having a good time on the dance floor." She gave me a dark look and replied, "I was, no thanks to you. I mean, you could have gotten up and danced with me again." I told her, "I'm sorry. It's just that those guys were practically waiting in line and... I mean...." She shook her head and finished my thought for me, "And you weren't man enough to get up and go to your new wife. That was a bad start, loverboy." I set the coffee on the bedside table, unable to think of anything to say. She took the cup and sipped, then made a face. "There's not enough sugar in this. Don't bother trying to fix it, you'll probably make it worse." Why was she in such a mood? Instead of going to get myself coffee I sat on the side of the bed, my hands on my knees.
"Well," she said, "maybe you can talk to Jake when he gets here. He knows how to act around women. I wish you had his smarts.." She eyed me up and down. "Along with a few of his other assets."
"I... Jake's coming here? Now?"
Tess sighed deeply. "I suppose you have a problem with that, too. You know, you've been getting more and more difficult to be around. It's to the point where I'm thinking maybe we shouldn't be together at all. Jake was telling me what a dateless loser you were in school and now I can see why."
"But, I do everything for you that you want," I responded feebly. "I mean..." Her stern expression stopped me from saying more.
"Let's try this," she said tautly. "As of right now we're going to keep things the way they were while we were dating. We can fool around but no getting inside me for you. Of course, you'll keep using your mouth to make me cum. That's one thing you're halfway good for. Though I would like to have a big cock in my pussy, like I was used to until we started dating."
Stunned and hurt, I could only sit there and look defeatedly at the floor. My new bride was denying me sex and making me feel like it was my fault. In fact, she had me nearly convinced that I really was to blame. Then Tess threw her legs apart lewdly and told me that I had gotten her thinking about having her slit licked. She pointed at her crotch and told me to take off my pajamas and get busy. Still in shock, I meekly undressed and assumed the position she had made me so familiar with, then started kissing her outer lips, the way she told me she enjoyed. Then I used just the tip of my tongue, gradually building her excitement. After a few more minutes I began to kiss her clit, then to lick it, and finally took it between my lips and sucked. She moaned with pleasure and lifted her hips slightly. I pushed my tongue inside and began to eat her in earnest. My penis was stiff, which made me aware of its limited size. At just under four inches, and quite slender, my erections had never impressed any of the few girls I had gotten close to having sex with. In fact, it had so disappointed every female I started to get lucky with that I had never gotten laid, another reason I was initially so thrilled to wed Tess, and a secret I never wanted her to know.
My face was pressed against her pubes and my tongue was slurping her vigorously when I heard the front door open. I started to rise but she grabbed my hair and told me to stay where I was. Then the bedroom door swung inward. I was able to turn my eyes to the side and see my brother Jake standing there, grinning at my wife. All at once she was having an orgasm, groaning with ecstasy, squeezing her thighs against the sides of my face. Jake just stood where he was while she peaked and then slowly subsided into a satisfied post-climax. I continued gently lapping her pussy lips, the way she likes, and was horrified to see my tall muscular brother lean down to kiss her passionately on the mouth.
As he straightened up he said, "That's the way things should be in this bedroom. I kiss your lips and my loser brother kisses your cunt lips." They both laughed. Then Jake went on, "And I hope you didn't let him inside, like we agreed."
"Nah," she said. "I was just playing with his head before and then I had him slobbering all over my mound. I've felt his miserable little dick through his shorts when I tease him, and it wouldn't be worth my while. Especially not when I have the real thing waiting for me whenever I want it." She reached up and caressed Jake's crotch. I could see his cock grow and strain against the fabric..
He nodded and said, "How about right now? It'll be best if we put the jerk in his place right away."
Jake grabbed me by the back of my neck and effortlessly yanked me away from my wife and sent me over the far side of the bed. I landed in the narrow space between the bed frame and the wall. By the time I managed to get up on my knees, Tess was sitting on the edge of the bed, had opened his fly, and had Jake's massive organ out. She stroked it lovingly and then put her mouth on it and began to suck the head, then to slide her lips up and down its considerable length. She cupped his heavy balls in her small hand and massaged them. I was trembling as he climbed onto the bed, yanked down his pants, and aimed his tool at her box. Before I had assimilated what I was witnessing he was inside her, burying his rock-hard cock to the hilt and pumping spiritedly. Tess responded by sighing and thrusting her hips up at him. They went at it like a couple of overheated animals while I knelt there, tears running down my flushed cheeks, watching my marital privileges being usurped by my sibling. They continued for a long time, at least twenty minutes, before he grunted and shot his load into her. At the same time she wailed loudly and threw her shapely legs around him. Seeing them climax simultaneously was the death blow for my hopes. They shared a long finish and then he slipped out, his cock longer soft then mine was hard, and lay beside her.
"Hey, little brother," he said and added, looking right at my genitals, "and I do mean little. Run to the fridge and grab me a cold beer. I had your hot wife sneak a few home from the reception."
I remembered how bothered I had been that Jake and some of his equally unrefined buddies had been swilling beer from cans the night before. Naked and ashamed, I hurried out of the room and fetched him one. He popped it open and took a long swallow, then belched loudly. Tess put both hands on his hard bicep and kissed his solid shoulder. I could only stand there and tremble, beginning to weep again.
"All right, crybaby," Jake said heartlessly. "I know how much my girlfriend here likes having you eat her cunt, so we're not going to stop that. Get your mouth on her slit right now and you can try to make her cum again, at the same time you're cleaning up all that gunk I dumped inside her." Tess nuzzled the side of his neck warmly, as if he was reciting love poetry to her, instead of being his usual crass self. My bride was turned on by his uncouth behavior. I stared at her messy vagina, unable to bring myself to touch it with my mouth while it was overflowing with my brother's sperm. He told me, "You can do it right now or you can do it after I punch your ribs black and blue. What's it going to be, girly-boy?"
I heard myself whimper as I resumed my shameful pose with my face in front of Tess's oozing womanhood. My stomach rolled over when I got my lips over it and then began to slurp up Jake's plentiful mess with my tongue and, to my disgust, to swallow it. Sickened beyond belief, I nevertheless went on until his slime was cleaned away and she had another, smaller, orgasm while he stroked her breasts with his broad rough fingers. As she settled back down he positioned his face over hers and they kissed with their tongues outside their mouths, making a show calculated to upset me even more.
That was three months ago. Since then they have been avid and tireless sex partners. I'm always in the room with them, first to get my wife ready with my mouth, and then to clean up after Jake has emptied his balls of another generous helping of his ejaculate. They tease me about my lowly status and how much they enjoy spending my money, and make me wait on them like a servant. I sometimes have to stand by the bed holding a mini-cooler with several cans of beer in it. Tess drinks the same stuff, not only because her tastes are as low as his, but because she openly enjoys how much seeing her do it offends me. For their amusement I have to stand at the foot of the bed and masturbate, though I am never allowed to finish. When Jake isn't there my wife keeps me nude, wears enticing outfits to get me aroused, and teases me, paying special attention to my nipples, which are highly receptive, and easy for her to stimulate with her fingers, especially if she uses some leftover food from one of her meals, like mayonnaise off a sandwich or cream filling from a donut. And she seems to eat all the time, not caring that she has put on weight. Jake loves her curves as they grow fuller and he makes me kiss her bare ass and tell her I want it even bigger, though that's not true. At the same time, because I'm never allowed to finish, I get wildly excited by her growing breasts and bottom, even the slight tummy bulge she has acquired, against my will.
One last thing. Jake started talking about how few dates I had before I met Tess, and how poorly they went. It turned out that he had run into one of the girls I'd know somewhere and started talking to her and she revealed that we hadn't had sex. And that she had talked to the other girls I'd gone out with. And that they had exposed my bedroom failures as well. My wife and her lover grilled me until I confessed that I am a virgin. Now it is one of their favorite topics, along with my small dick and the fact that I have to eat Jake's cum, to use when they are humiliating me, which is all the time.
I started out imagining that my marriage was going to be paradise but my Jake and Tess have turned it into a perpetual honeymoon in hell.
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Soon the coffee was done and I poured her a cup. I couldn't wait to consummate our marriage. We had only dated for two months and then been engaged for two more before we wed, but Tess had insisted that we 'save ourselves' until our union was legal. Yet, even though sex wasn't part of our dating, there was plenty of foreplay, enough to keep me perpetually eager. Odder still, she felt it was alright for me to provide her with oral sex. Plenty of it. I mean every time we were together. When I hinted that she might reciprocate she acted offended and said 'Not until we've walked down the aisle'. I added cream and sugar to her cup, just the way she liked it, and reminded myself that she thought that if I served myself at the same time, I was being 'selfish'. With a mental shrug, and again reminding myself of how lucky I was, and how much luckier I would be, on this the first day of our life together as husband and wife, I returned to the bedroom.
Tess had woken up and, instead of a smile, gave me a critical look. "You could have waited to make coffee," she said. "All the noise woke me up. I'm still tired from the reception. While you were sitting at the table doing nothing I had to dance with all the guys, to be polite." I was confused by her annoyance and told her, "You know I'm not much of a dancer, Dearest. And you seemed to be having a good time on the dance floor." She gave me a dark look and replied, "I was, no thanks to you. I mean, you could have gotten up and danced with me again." I told her, "I'm sorry. It's just that those guys were practically waiting in line and... I mean...." She shook her head and finished my thought for me, "And you weren't man enough to get up and go to your new wife. That was a bad start, loverboy." I set the coffee on the bedside table, unable to think of anything to say. She took the cup and sipped, then made a face. "There's not enough sugar in this. Don't bother trying to fix it, you'll probably make it worse." Why was she in such a mood? Instead of going to get myself coffee I sat on the side of the bed, my hands on my knees.
"Well," she said, "maybe you can talk to Jake when he gets here. He knows how to act around women. I wish you had his smarts.." She eyed me up and down. "Along with a few of his other assets."
"I... Jake's coming here? Now?"
Tess sighed deeply. "I suppose you have a problem with that, too. You know, you've been getting more and more difficult to be around. It's to the point where I'm thinking maybe we shouldn't be together at all. Jake was telling me what a dateless loser you were in school and now I can see why."
"But, I do everything for you that you want," I responded feebly. "I mean..." Her stern expression stopped me from saying more.
"Let's try this," she said tautly. "As of right now we're going to keep things the way they were while we were dating. We can fool around but no getting inside me for you. Of course, you'll keep using your mouth to make me cum. That's one thing you're halfway good for. Though I would like to have a big cock in my pussy, like I was used to until we started dating."
Stunned and hurt, I could only sit there and look defeatedly at the floor. My new bride was denying me sex and making me feel like it was my fault. In fact, she had me nearly convinced that I really was to blame. Then Tess threw her legs apart lewdly and told me that I had gotten her thinking about having her slit licked. She pointed at her crotch and told me to take off my pajamas and get busy. Still in shock, I meekly undressed and assumed the position she had made me so familiar with, then started kissing her outer lips, the way she told me she enjoyed. Then I used just the tip of my tongue, gradually building her excitement. After a few more minutes I began to kiss her clit, then to lick it, and finally took it between my lips and sucked. She moaned with pleasure and lifted her hips slightly. I pushed my tongue inside and began to eat her in earnest. My penis was stiff, which made me aware of its limited size. At just under four inches, and quite slender, my erections had never impressed any of the few girls I had gotten close to having sex with. In fact, it had so disappointed every female I started to get lucky with that I had never gotten laid, another reason I was initially so thrilled to wed Tess, and a secret I never wanted her to know.
My face was pressed against her pubes and my tongue was slurping her vigorously when I heard the front door open. I started to rise but she grabbed my hair and told me to stay where I was. Then the bedroom door swung inward. I was able to turn my eyes to the side and see my brother Jake standing there, grinning at my wife. All at once she was having an orgasm, groaning with ecstasy, squeezing her thighs against the sides of my face. Jake just stood where he was while she peaked and then slowly subsided into a satisfied post-climax. I continued gently lapping her pussy lips, the way she likes, and was horrified to see my tall muscular brother lean down to kiss her passionately on the mouth.
As he straightened up he said, "That's the way things should be in this bedroom. I kiss your lips and my loser brother kisses your cunt lips." They both laughed. Then Jake went on, "And I hope you didn't let him inside, like we agreed."
"Nah," she said. "I was just playing with his head before and then I had him slobbering all over my mound. I've felt his miserable little dick through his shorts when I tease him, and it wouldn't be worth my while. Especially not when I have the real thing waiting for me whenever I want it." She reached up and caressed Jake's crotch. I could see his cock grow and strain against the fabric..
He nodded and said, "How about right now? It'll be best if we put the jerk in his place right away."
Jake grabbed me by the back of my neck and effortlessly yanked me away from my wife and sent me over the far side of the bed. I landed in the narrow space between the bed frame and the wall. By the time I managed to get up on my knees, Tess was sitting on the edge of the bed, had opened his fly, and had Jake's massive organ out. She stroked it lovingly and then put her mouth on it and began to suck the head, then to slide her lips up and down its considerable length. She cupped his heavy balls in her small hand and massaged them. I was trembling as he climbed onto the bed, yanked down his pants, and aimed his tool at her box. Before I had assimilated what I was witnessing he was inside her, burying his rock-hard cock to the hilt and pumping spiritedly. Tess responded by sighing and thrusting her hips up at him. They went at it like a couple of overheated animals while I knelt there, tears running down my flushed cheeks, watching my marital privileges being usurped by my sibling. They continued for a long time, at least twenty minutes, before he grunted and shot his load into her. At the same time she wailed loudly and threw her shapely legs around him. Seeing them climax simultaneously was the death blow for my hopes. They shared a long finish and then he slipped out, his cock longer soft then mine was hard, and lay beside her.
"Hey, little brother," he said and added, looking right at my genitals, "and I do mean little. Run to the fridge and grab me a cold beer. I had your hot wife sneak a few home from the reception."
I remembered how bothered I had been that Jake and some of his equally unrefined buddies had been swilling beer from cans the night before. Naked and ashamed, I hurried out of the room and fetched him one. He popped it open and took a long swallow, then belched loudly. Tess put both hands on his hard bicep and kissed his solid shoulder. I could only stand there and tremble, beginning to weep again.
"All right, crybaby," Jake said heartlessly. "I know how much my girlfriend here likes having you eat her cunt, so we're not going to stop that. Get your mouth on her slit right now and you can try to make her cum again, at the same time you're cleaning up all that gunk I dumped inside her." Tess nuzzled the side of his neck warmly, as if he was reciting love poetry to her, instead of being his usual crass self. My bride was turned on by his uncouth behavior. I stared at her messy vagina, unable to bring myself to touch it with my mouth while it was overflowing with my brother's sperm. He told me, "You can do it right now or you can do it after I punch your ribs black and blue. What's it going to be, girly-boy?"
I heard myself whimper as I resumed my shameful pose with my face in front of Tess's oozing womanhood. My stomach rolled over when I got my lips over it and then began to slurp up Jake's plentiful mess with my tongue and, to my disgust, to swallow it. Sickened beyond belief, I nevertheless went on until his slime was cleaned away and she had another, smaller, orgasm while he stroked her breasts with his broad rough fingers. As she settled back down he positioned his face over hers and they kissed with their tongues outside their mouths, making a show calculated to upset me even more.
That was three months ago. Since then they have been avid and tireless sex partners. I'm always in the room with them, first to get my wife ready with my mouth, and then to clean up after Jake has emptied his balls of another generous helping of his ejaculate. They tease me about my lowly status and how much they enjoy spending my money, and make me wait on them like a servant. I sometimes have to stand by the bed holding a mini-cooler with several cans of beer in it. Tess drinks the same stuff, not only because her tastes are as low as his, but because she openly enjoys how much seeing her do it offends me. For their amusement I have to stand at the foot of the bed and masturbate, though I am never allowed to finish. When Jake isn't there my wife keeps me nude, wears enticing outfits to get me aroused, and teases me, paying special attention to my nipples, which are highly receptive, and easy for her to stimulate with her fingers, especially if she uses some leftover food from one of her meals, like mayonnaise off a sandwich or cream filling from a donut. And she seems to eat all the time, not caring that she has put on weight. Jake loves her curves as they grow fuller and he makes me kiss her bare ass and tell her I want it even bigger, though that's not true. At the same time, because I'm never allowed to finish, I get wildly excited by her growing breasts and bottom, even the slight tummy bulge she has acquired, against my will.
One last thing. Jake started talking about how few dates I had before I met Tess, and how poorly they went. It turned out that he had run into one of the girls I'd know somewhere and started talking to her and she revealed that we hadn't had sex. And that she had talked to the other girls I'd gone out with. And that they had exposed my bedroom failures as well. My wife and her lover grilled me until I confessed that I am a virgin. Now it is one of their favorite topics, along with my small dick and the fact that I have to eat Jake's cum, to use when they are humiliating me, which is all the time.
I started out imagining that my marriage was going to be paradise but my Jake and Tess have turned it into a perpetual honeymoon in hell.
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