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TITLE: MY MADE ME A CUCKOLD
BY: C.D.E.
CHAPTER 1: Bad News & an Idea
It all began when the doctor revealed that I was the problem
why my wasn't getting pregnant. "You don't have enough sperm and
what little there is just too weak" the doctor said in a professional
tone as my and I heard the disastrous news. He then discussed the
various options available to us, but were all expensive, with much of
the costs not being covered by my health insurance.
"Betty is devastated at the news, but she says she still
loves me, and doesn't blame me. We only have to wait a year or two
until we can get the money to use an alternative fertilization method."
I told my after discussing the situation with her.
As we talked some more, she came up with an idea that she
said wouldn't cost us anything and that the children would all look
like the rest of the family. She quickly caught my attention because I
was worried about the child only having my wife's physical features and
not mine if some stranger's semen was used.
"I know you and he don't get along well, but why not let
your have sex with Betty and impregnate her that way."
I was speechless upon hearing mother's thoughts.
"Y-You c-can't be serious. Y-You know how I despise him.
T-The way he use to treat me in high school. T-The things he use to
say about me. Plus, h-he was always your favorite anyway.
"That m-must be why y-you're suggesting that. H-He's ..."
"I know, I know, ... I've heard it all before. But that was
long ago. Grow up Francis! You're the brainy one, the
professor. Isn't what I'm suggesting logical? Think about it."
As I collected my thoughts, I had to admit was right.
Her idea was a perfect solution except for the fact that I hated my
older Nick. He was so much the lady's and so athletic and
confident of himself. At the same time he was also egotistical and
always downed me because I was not as good as he was with the women.
He was always telling me how effeminate I was and berated me for not
liking sports and in his words "other manly stuff".
`Mother you're right I am getting upset over nothing, for
I'm sure Betty would never go along with having intercourse with Nick.
She's just too much a lady to even entertain such an idea. But
the idea of Nick giving us a donation of his semen when we can afford
alternative fertilization, that part she and I both can accept.'
After dinner that evening, I casually told my Betty of
mother's ridiculous idea but said that the idea of Nick being a sperm
donor was probably a good one.
Expecting her to agree with me totally, as she typically did, I
was surprised of her questioning why I couldn't let bygones be bygones
and agree to Nick impregnating her directly.
"After all he is and we wouldn't have to wait any longer
to start a family. You know how bad I want to be a mother."
I couldn't help raising my voice at the woman of my dreams, for
my hatred for my was that deep. I raised the same objections
as I did with mother. Seeing I was making my self upset, I calmed down
and apologized to her on my knees. I could see I'd made her quite
upset.
"I understand darling. After all, you two are quite different.
He's more of a playboy and you're a steady rock solid type of guy that
is devoted to his and family. That's why I love you so dear. I
don't want to make you angry again, but I want you to think about this,
don't you think something like this might bring you two closer
together?"
`Highly unlikely' I politely replied to her.
CHAPTER 2: A MOTHER'S HELP
After my and I had our discussion about mother's idea,
things seemed to change around the house in very subtle ways. For one
thing, she and my and began to spend more time together.
I though nothing about it and even encouraged it, because I was away
from home much more often than before due to an opportunity to pick up
some more money by teaching night classes, in addition to my regular
day workload. Betty seemed glad. I assumed it was because we could
save up more money for getting her pregnant.
My wife, while still very loving, wanted me to abstain from sex
and have another test done to see if my sperm count would improve.
"Honey, I've gone through this twice before. I don't think it's
going to do any ."
"You never know darling. Please do it for me." She cooed
sweetly.
I agreed. I didn't want her to think badly of me. Plus I loved
her so much. She knew I hated to abstain for 6 weeks, but if that's
what it took to please her, she knew I'd do so.
After the first week, due to my abstinence, the extra work, and
all the pretty in my evening classes, I'd often be quite horny
when I came home. I wanted to make love to my beautiful
so badly, but knew I couldn't.
When I went through the test before, it was I who initiated the
idea of me giving her head since I couldn't do intercourse. However,
recently, to my surprise, it was her who urged me to be her "pussy
sucker".
She often didn't use words like that except on special occasions,
like on our anniversary night or a special night out on the town. She
was not given to using risqu, or vulgar language. She really seem to
get a much more rousing orgasm from my tongue than before when I did
her with my mouth. I also mentioned to her that she seemed to be more
juicy than when I tongued her before.
The last time I mentioned it to her she just said "It's just your
imagination dear".
She also told me "Thanks for a good sucking" she said pecking me
lightly on the lips. "Now go to sleep and don't play with yourself.
Cause if you come, you'll have to start all over again just like you
did last week when you came in your sleep. You lost two weeks of saved
up cum."
`I'll try dear'. I replied as I laid there with a throbbing hard
on and the taste of her in my mouth.
She was sound asleep in less than five minutes. As I laid
away for at least three hours tossing and turning with and aching
prick, I couldn't get it out of my mine that somehow her seem to
taste very slightly different. It seemed to have a more full bodied
taste than before. I finally pushed the thought from my mind as I
finally slipped off to sleep after what seemed an eternity of watching
her beautiful figure lying next to me. She was so near, yet so far
away.
It was a Wednesday night and a transformer went out causing the
building where I taught to lose power. Class was excused three hours
early. Thank goodness for small favors I thought as I drove home.
Not having been by to see in a while, I decided to surprise
her and stop by a while before going home and surprising Betty too, by
coming home at a decent hour.
As I turned the corner to mom's house. I noticed my wife's car in
the driveway along with my sister's, as well as another car with out of
state tags. I just thought must have a visitor, so thought
nothing of it as I ranged the doorbell, but remembered she hadn't got
it repaired yet. I used the spare key she'd given me for emergencies.
When I walked in, I was about to announce myself when I heard
loud moaning sounds and the creaking of the floor coming from the
upstairs bedroom. At that exact moment, both my and
emerged from the kitchen in the back of the house, where they were
watching TV, as it was turned up much louder than usual.
"W-What is that noise? And where is Betty? I asked puzzled by
the look on their faces as well as the odd state of affairs in the
house.
I impulsively started up the stairs, as and my
grabbed both my arms. They tried to stopped me.
"Francis dear, don't, you'll be sorry. Go on home and we'll
talk about it later. It's the best thing, trust me." said in a
concerned tone.
"Yes Francis, it's best if you do as tells you." My
sister added.
I protested and accused them of hiding something. This went of
for a few moments before each of them let me go, when it was obvious I
was determined to see what they didn't want me to see.
"If he wants to satisfy his curiosity, who are we to stop him
mother" my replied with a rather unusual but malicious smile on
her face.
Mother agreed and let me go. However, she too had a smirk of a
smile on her face too as I rushed up the stairs. And flung open the
ajar door.
What I saw before cause me to drop to the floor in a dead faint.
CHAPTER 3: Reunion
"Francis! Francis! Come on Francis honey! Wake up!"
As I opened my eyes, it was my wife's lovely, but panic stricken
face.
"Whew! Thank goodness, you had us all worried there for a
minute." She said with a sigh of relief. The others present also
echoed her sentiments.
As I gained control of my senses I saw my mother, sister, my
brother Nick, and of course my wife. My and Nick were still nude.
Nick walked over to pick up a robe after helping me to a chair. It was
more like he picked me up and put me in the chair with one hand. Even
in my groggy state his powerful muscles were very distinct.
My hugged me and realized she too was still nude. She
blushed and then walked over and grabbed her robe also. As she did, I
couldn't help but notice the obvious wetness that ran down between her
thighs. She and my sat on the bed facing me as I slumped in
the big chair.
It was obvious what was going on. There was a conspiracy between
my mother, sister, and Nick.
I was so angry as they all looked at me. I could see they were
concerned, but at the same time, the look in their eyes were like
burning stares that gave me the impression they were also laughing at
me. I was livid. I was so angry, I didn't know what to do. I wanted
to cry, but I just couldn't give my the satisfaction of seeing
me do that. However, after a brief bit of by the group of
what they had done, even though for a good cause, to help make me a
father, I was still angry and on the verge of tears. I asked everyone
to leave the bedroom except my wife.
"Just be quiet, Let me talk Francis honey. I know you're upset.
I can't change what you saw or how you found out. But I'm going to
tell you this. You have to understand that if I went to this extreme,
you must know how much I want us to have a baby. Our baby. I know you
have some disagreements with your brother. But you have to understand
that I must love you enough to do this. Any way, I believe you'll find
your is more than he was the last time we saw him. He
and I have been sexing it up for the last three weeks and I've got to
know him better. Besides being a super lover, he has some nice
qualities. I want you to give it a chance darling."
I tried to reply but couldn't. I was tongue tied at hearing my
wife talk so matter-of-factly.
"I want you to go on home. Dinner is in the fridge. Just pop it
in the microwave. I want to sex your some more. I was on my
second orgasm when you walked him and I want to get some more out
of his big thing. I've been looking forward to this all day. I hope
you can realize what it's like for me to be a woman in heat, especially
with a around like Nick."
"Y-You g-got off . off twice?" I asked feebly.
"Yes! Actually, he gets me off four or five times every time we
do it. He has so much more staying power than ., er what I mean."
`You don't have to say it. I-I know what y-you mean Betty.' I
cut her off as she spoke. I didn't know what me the most, what
she said or the beaming smile on her face.
"Don't worry dear, I'll be home later. Try not to think about
the negative side of this. Only the bright side - us having our own
child." She said as she held the door for me. I was annoyed by her
action to rush me out of the room and her anxiety to get nick back into
her. But what could I do except leave.
"Nick darling, come help Francis down the stairs." She yelled.
It sounded like I was a feeble man. Which I felt like at the
moment. "Remember I love you darling." She said kissing me on the
cheek as she stood there.
Even though helpful, I could sense that my was smug and
comfortable with his role of having the upper hand on me in the worst
way. Here I had fainted as he was sexing my in a way I could only
dream about. She confirmed it to me and now he was helping me out of
the room that he would soon be going back into so he could enjoy her
some more.
"We'll talk some more Fran when you're feeling more up to it, but
now I've got to go finish something."
The unrestrained bulge in his robe showed that he was still erect
despite all that had happened..
As he walked back up the stairs, he adjusted his stiff cock as
best he could. When he reached my at the top of the stairs their
arms hooked around each other as they walked back in the room and
slammed the door shut.
Out of the corner of my eyes I could see both and my
sister smiling at the situation. I mentally sighed and asked myself
when will he stop being the cause of humiliation for me.
I sensed my sister, who was very dominant anyway, enjoyed seeing
me in my plight. I wasn't sure about mother. After all, she was
letting all this go on in her house, albeit, she reasoned that she too
had a stake in Betty having Nick's baby. That is, she didn't want to
wait any longer for grand kids. My also claims that she too
wanted a cute nephew or niece since she didn't plan on having kids.
My justified their aiding Betty in her adultery since, my
no vote was only one out of four.
Mother tried to console me by hugging me as we again went over
their concerns and my feelings of being betrayed by my own family.
When the familiar noise from upstairs became audible in the room
where we were sitting, it was more than I could handle. I rushed to
ward the door with tears running from the corners of my eyes.
I was hoping this wouldn't happen, but both my and sis
caught a glimpse of me crying as I made it toward the door on the way
to my car.
"Baby, go home and jerk off, it'll make you feel better."
Shouted as I exited the room."
I'd found out from her that the test I was saving up for was just
a ruse to keep my "inferior from mixing with Nick superior sperm".
Before the door slammed behind me, I barely heard my and
mother's last statements.
"It's a wonder Betty hadn't left him for a real before now.
He's a cry baby and a milquetoast. Imagine, he fainted instead of
wanting to fight." Said my sister.
"Don't be hard on your brother, he's not as strong as you and
Nick. He and Betty love each other in a way that's true love . and
true loves wins over physical love every time." I heard say as
I fumbled for my car keys as I stood by the front door.
CHAPTER 4: THE NEXT MORNING AT HOME
When I got out of the shower, I smelled food and heard movement
in the kitchen. I knew Betty was home. She apparently had stayed out
all night as it was 8 AM and I had to be at a class in an hour.
"Morning darling, I came over to fix your favorite breakfast.
Sorry I didn't make it back last night. Since you knew what was going
on, and er, . and besides I thought you might need some time to
yourself to let things sink in."
I replied politely, but coolly. It was definitely not with the
warmth and radiance she was beaming.
She sat opposite me as she enjoyed her coffee. I couldn't meet
her eyes. She looked so beautiful. I cringed because I knew the
countenance she wore was there because of another man, obviously a
better - my worldly brother.
"Did you last night honey? I was hoping you did.
After all, it was sort of cruel to have you abstain, but there was no
other way not to hide from you what was going on. You do understand
what we saying last night about not running the risk of your weaker
stuff being mixed with Nick's?"
Irritated, but feeling so ashamed at the turn of events, I sat
silent after mumbling very cryptic answers to my talkative wife. I
wondered did she really know how bad she was making me feel? Or did
she care?
"Good, cause now, at least I can pull you off and help you sleep
better. I still want to confirm I'm pregnant before I let you have
some. You do understand don't you dear?"
Again I mumbled a muted `Yes' as I held the newspaper to my face
trying as best I could to ignore her, and hide my shamed face.
"Honey, I really understand how this is all bothering you. But
you know what they say about the best laid plan of mice and men. Well,
any way, maybe it's better this way. Because if you thought it was
your semen that made me pregnant, you would've considered the doctors a
lie. This way you know the truth even though it's a bit painful to
your pride. But I'm hopeful you and your mend the rift between
you."
That was the most stressful meal I ever sat through. I started
to not touch her, but when she opened her arms to me, I melted in them
and replied in kind when she told me she still loved me. It felt good
to be in them after last night.
I went to work in a better mood than I envisioned I would
when I awoke.
CHAPTER 5: One Plus Two Equals Five
Two weeks after that fateful night I fainted, my was
notified by the doctor that she indeed was pregnant.
My had brought him in on their conspiracy, so therefore he
was not surprised at the turn of events.
"You are a lucky Francis to have a so understanding and
a who could help you out in the in the bedroom."
Again, I wondered if the doctor, liked members of my family, knew
how certain words could only come out sounding humiliating.
I meekly smiled. What else could I do. I was hoping that little
inadvertent quips, quotes and phrases that didn't help my mental
posture would be few and far between, but when I presume no more barbs
were coming to ridicule my manhood, or lack of thereof, more would
come.
"Ah. Here is a preliminary sonogram test. Well I be damn, you've
got twins in the oven." The doctor said in a very unprofessional tone.
"That of your really knocked her upright". He roared.
After spending some more time telling us about what Betty could
and could not do as she got bigger, he dumped a bit more humiliation my
way.
"Speaking of bigger, your must be much larger than you
Francis."
"He is, much larger. Why do you ask?" My interjected. Did
she know she was again trampling over my manhood too?
"I could tell by how much you've been stretched.. I bet you had
fun getting pregnant." The Doctor said chuckling as he showed us out
of his office. My just smiled and winked at him. My face was
red. I was flush with shame.
"Now Fran honey, he didn't mean any harm". She said as we walked
back to the car. She was calling me Fran just like my brother. I
corrected her. She apologized. I felt better that she did.
As we drove home, I let her know I was glad this phase was over
and that Nick could go back where he came from.
There was a long silence from her. Then she spoke.
"Dear, I want Nick to stay, after all, he's a part of this too,
even though you'll be the legal of our children."
We had a long, almost heated discussion all the way home about
my brother. Not only did she want him to stay, she wanted him to stay
right where he's been for the last three weeks, in the guest bedroom
next to ours.
She told me that we would pick up the discussion later. She
quickly ran into the house and right into his arms. She told him the
news and they both reacted as if they were the happy couple instead of
Betty and I. They French kissed each other. I could tell it was a
very wet juicy one. It dawned on me then and there that they were in
love. The though sent a deep cold chill down my spine. I silently
went into my study and did some serious thinking about my options and
how to reclaim my wife's love. I knew my bargaining power was not only
minimal, but very minimal.
During the last three weeks, the relationship between Nick and I
was cordial but distant. He occasionally referred to something in the
past which, when I let him know I perceived as unpleasant, he'd chuckle
and gloss over it. However, it was clear he was in the driver's seat
since my slept with him over 90 percent of the time since he moved
in with us. Many times she woke me up in the middle of the night and
had me exchange places with him so he could be with her in the larger
bed in the master bedroom. This was so humiliating, but I reasoned
that as long as no one outside the knew of it, I could
my pride - what little was left of it.
But as my had said, my philandering had matured
quite a bit. I came to the conclusion I'd find out just how much,
albeit, in a way that I hated doing, but knew I had no other choice.
It was late Friday night. Betty was exhausted form the day's
activities of finding out she was with child, or should I say children,
as well as sexing both my and I.
Now that it was official she was pregnant, she finally allowed me
intercourse. After she and I made love she and Nick had a rousing bout
that lasted the customary 2 plus hours as compared to the twenty
minutes it took me to get her off once. Over 15 minutes of that was me
lapping her luscious to do what my small tool and I couldn't do.
She'd been sound asleep for three hours when I decided I had to
make my move. I eased out of bed and went downstairs where Nick was
watching a late night movie.
I nervously greeted him and used the excuse that I couldn't
sleep. I proceeded from that with some other small talk. Finally, I
got up the courage to get to the real reason why I was there.
"N-Nick I-I know B-Betty is in love with you. I-I suspect if you
wanted to, y-you could m-make her leave me. I-I never thought I-I'd
have to do t-this. B-But please don't take her f-from me, s-she's all
I-I got."
"Calm down Fran. You got some woman there. She's got class and
is sexy and has really learned how to be good in bed. You can say I
broke her in. She's a good piece of ass. Of course you know that.
Yep, she's the kind of woman I'd love to settle down with and raise a
family. I want you to know it didn't start out this way, but it's
turned into much more. I love her too."
"B-But Nick why her, y-you can g-get almost any w-woman y-you
want. It took me so long to find her, please, I-I'd almost be willing
to do anything to k-keep her."
I went back up to bed with my brother's assurance that he
wouldn't take my away from me as long as he could be around her,
as well as the kids, when they were born. He let me know if I didn't
accept that condition, he just might try to make her leave me. It was
not what I sought from him, but knew it probably was the best deal I
could make, everything else considered. We shook on it. He did make
it very clear, as if I didn't already know, that sex with Betty was
included. The thing I hadn't counted on was him being non-negotiable
about moving out of the house. However, he did promise to get a job
and pay his share. All in all I concluded I couldn't ask for more than
that.
As I eased back into bed without trying to wake my wife, I
mentally sighed and thought of all the complications we small prick
nice have to go through to get and keep the women we love.
As I settled down and was about to close my eyes, Betty turned
over and hugged me. She startled me.
"That was so sweet of you. You really do love me don't you
Honey?"
`Of course I do dear. B-But what was sweet of me?' I inquired
with a puzzled look on my face.
she revealed how she was on her way downstairs to see Nick and
overheard everything we talked about. I could see her broad smile even
in the dark room.
"You really thought I'd leave you after all these years?" She
cooed sweetly as she snaked her hand into my pajamas and started
handling my prick. I was surprised at how aroused she made me.
I explained to her all my observations and all about my fears
upon seeing her and Nick so adoring to each other. She was rhythmic
but slowly stroking me with two fingers of her small delicate hands.
It was so pleasant.
"Well, you're right. He has made me feel at last like a woman,
in ways we both know you can't. But the only way he would've been able
to convince me to leave you would be if you would've been so
unreasonable. And of course you haven't. I love you for that.
However, the three of us will work out just fine as long as you
remember your place". She said in a warm, but serious tone.
`M-My p-place?'
"Yes honey, what I mean is that it must be understood that Nick
is the real of the house now. Any concerns you have will be
considered, but he will have the final say so. Understood?"
My cock pulsed at the exact same moment she laid down her
position to me. I came all over the inside of my pajamas. It was a
sticky mess as she continued to milk me.
Embarrassed, cowed, defeated, but feeling good, I was unable to
come up with any kind of counter argument on the spot. As I slumped
back into the bed, I meekly acknowledged to my smiling cunning
that I understood `my place'.
"Well honey since you couldn't hold your load for me, how about
using your sweet tongue to get me back to sleep."
I sheepishly positioned my face between her parted legs and felt
her hands on the back of my head.
Her genitals still reeked of the heavy sex she'd had with my
brother even though she'd had a towel between her legs to soak up their
bountiful love juices. Her crack was still slick and her bush was
still moist. I started to say something, but with all that'd happened
in the last hour, I decided that it was my best bet to accept things
and not give her or Nick any cause to say I was being unreasonable.
After a short while I got over the pungent musky smell of her sex
and became engrossed in the flavor and how rich she tasted. Fifteen
minutes later, she closed her head around my head with a rousing
orgasm. Her hairy got even juicier and I continued to lick up the
flowing juice until she relaxed her leg clamp around my head.
As I raised up with my face awash with fluids, Nick was in
the bed and holding her. He was nude and his big nine inch boner was
at the ready.
They both looked at me in a way that I can't described. I really
felt awkward. I'd surely eaten quite a bit of my brother's residual
spent semen from his previous session with her. He had to know that.
I felt so silly as I got up and tried to compose myself and ended up
wiping my face with the same towel that my had used to sop up the
previous lusty mess they'd made earlier. To make matters worse my
reminded me about cleaning up the sticky mess in my pajamas.
There was a low chuckle between them as I was about to leave them
along. Nick was positioning himself between my wife's shapely legs in
a more conventional manner than I had just been in. However, Before I
could walk away, my wanted me to do one more thing.
"Honey be a dear, and put Nick in for me." She said with a lusty
smile.
Not knowing what else to do, even though I know now I was being
purely humiliated by my wife, I passively guided his huge stalwart
rigid penis right to her juicy cunt.
CHAPTER 6: THE MORNING AFTER
"Honey, I think we may need to have some practical rules of
operation for the three of us."
I listened intently. What she said was practical but again,
humiliating to me once again whether she knew it or not.
Her rule was that Nick would make love to her first whenever we
were both to sex her in the same day.
"You see honey, and I know you can't help it. But all you do
when you go first is get me aroused with your little thing, and then
after you come, which is usually two to three minutes max, you spend so
much time my to get me off, you're tired and I've still
only come once, at the most twice. I still feel frustrated and not
satisfied. Now when Nick is through with me, what you can do for me
really works out well for both of us. You get off and your tongue
doesn't have to work so hard and it feels so soothing on my bruised and
ravished swollen cunt, . and it really feels good to get off when you
do that to me."
She did say that when Nick wasn't around and she needed a
quickie, than my tiny prick and tongue would be more than welcomed as a
way, in her words, "to take the edge off her horniness" while she was
"waiting on his big dick".
Again, I was at a loss for words. I'd basically been relegated
to "sloppy seconds", literally, whenever my was around.
CHAPTER 7: Swollen
At five months, Betty's stomach was huge. However, I'd never
seen her looking more radiant wearing her many colorful maternity
outfits. When we out and about she was the perfect adoring giving
me all the credit for impregnating her. That really sent my self
esteem through the clouds even if it was only until I returned home to
the stark reality of me being nothing more than a pathetic figurehead
of a husband and man, desperately trying to hold on to my and keep
my marriage intact.
As she got more swollen, Betty also became increasingly more
dominant and arrogant when we were alone or at home and especially in
the presence of Nick. She seem to be constantly ordering me around and
requiring me to wait on her whenever or sis were present. For
some reason they both encouraged her in doing this, and also ordered me
around too. On many visits it was as if I was the servant for them
all.
My seldom requested my brother, her adored lover, to do
anything except snuggle up to her. In many cases she waited on him
hand and foot and often had me do the same for him.
As she got bigger it was more difficult for me to have sex with
her due to the shortness of my prick. Therefore my prick was basically
put off limits to her pussy.
She would sometimes jerk me off, but often I had to do it myself
as she was often not in the mood to be bothered with me.
Nick on the other hand with his longer and seemingly, perennially
hard member, had no problem reaching her from the back and side. She
enjoyed him much better than me anyway.
However, as she got bigger, the doctor curtailed the vigor of her
sexual efforts as well as restricting deep penetration by Nick.
She decided that a different approach had to be taken to get her
off while meeting the safety concerns of her doctor's advice.
I'll never forget the discussion we had on that subject one
evening after I'd put in a long day.
"Francis honey, I think I've come up with a way to enjoy the
fullness of Nick's dick and get off without moving around a lot."
I was pleased at her success and naturally inquired as to her
approach.
"Well, honey, first I want you to read this." She handed me a
nutritional analysis of what I perceived to some food substance. The
name of it had been taped over. She warned me not to remove the label
just yet.
"Some pretty nutritious stuff." I replied after glancing over
the page."
She assured me it was all natural with no additives.
I was still puzzled as to where this was all going when she came
back to a better way of her getting sexual fulfillment.
"Now here is the plan darling. I'll be on all fours with your
face under my crotch. Nick will mount me from the rear. That way, it
will shorten the length of his that actually goes in. By the
way, as you're laying under me - with your feet toward my head of
course - you can lick my clit and if necessary, hold back your
brother's to limit how far it goes in. That'll be like a
safety measure in the event he and I get carried away. Now, sweetie,
here comes the important part for you. You see the doctor is also
concerned about my vaginal lining becoming irritated by semen. There
is some chemical in it he's worried about. He doesn't want any
ejaculate in me until after I'd had our babies. OOH, feel them kicking
dear. Here! Feel here!"
Before I could object about her wanting me to lap her clit or
hold my brother's big dick as they fucked, she raised the maternity top
and placed my hand on the taunt skin over her swollen gut. The kicking
was very pronounced.
"I just know you're going to be a proud papa dear." She said as
she planted a warm kiss on my lips. Kiss my tummy dear to show me
you're glad I got knocked up by Nick."
Red faced, I meekly bent my head over and did as she asked. I
kissed her swollen belly, the living proof and ultimate humiliating
indication of my cuckoldry.
Even though expected, it always amazed me to see how big she'd
gotten by my brother's handiwork. Additionally, my always seems
to have a knack of reminding me at the oddest times of how I was not
the biological of the babies she carried. I came to learn she
got some sort of perverse pleasure out of seeing me squirm each time
she did it to me.
"Now darling back to what your role will be in getting me off in
my current condition."
I was flabbergasted when she finally explained the remainder of
her plans for me.
`W-What! I-I can't .'
"Now dear, before you say can't, lets review the facts." My
interjected as she opened a folder showing all the research she'd done
in preparation for my anticipated objections.
`I-I don't care if his hot semen is n-nutritious . o-or h-how
common it is I-in different c-cultures it is for lesser m-males to . to
s-suck their wife's lover's prick . b-because they w-were b-better men.
I-I just can't. P-Please Betty! Sob! Don't humiliate me anymore than
you have. I-I just . Sob! . can't t-take it anymore.'
I lost myself emotionally and ran out of the room on the verge of
crying.
CHAPTER 8: Mother's Place
I stormed out of the house. I drove around a while not knowing
where to go. It was already 10 O'clock at night and I hadn't eaten
since lunch. What hunger I had left me after listening to my wife's
plans.
When I realized I was near mother's, I drove to her place. Being
the mama's that I was, I guess this was the best place for me to be
at in my emotional state.
"I was expecting you Francis dear." She said time I walked in.
"Betty said you got upset and stormed out of the house. I'm glad you
came to talk things over with mommy."
It felt good to hug and be squeezed in mother's powerful arms and
be held close to her bosom. I uncontrollably blurted out the reason for
my being in turmoil. She calmed down, and had me go slowly over
everything in detail as she prepared hot tea. As I drank tea, I began
to feel better. She then calmly had me walk through each step of my
wife's humiliating role for me in her unusual sex plans strategy.
Mother is extremely logical and I admired her ability to dissect
a problem to show it's flaws.
The tea was delicious. She poured me another cup. There was a
new ingredient I was not accustomed to. I inquired as to what it was.
"Drink it all down dear and then I'll tell you."
I wasn't sure if it was because I didn't have any food on my
stomach or what, but the tea made me feel so comfortable and contented.
"I put a little something in your tea that our doctor had
prescribed to help you adjust to what you're going through sweetie.
It's called E-Tranquilizers. I dissolved a capsule in each cup. It
will not only help you relax and not have anxiety attacks, but help you
cope when your silly male pride gets in the way of logical thinking."
Under the influence of the drug, I listened intently as
talked.
"So you see dear, you pulling out Nick's penis when he signals to
you he's ready to come, keeps her from becoming inflamed by his
virile semen. Now after you pull him out, you have two choices. You
either left him shoot his hot all over your face and the bed,
which will result in a general mess which has to be cleaned up. The
other option is for you to simply slip it in your mouth and be a warm
wet receptacle for his abundant ejaculate. This is the best
option because it's tidy, it's better for him to come in something that
is closet to being like a cunt. That's just the way it is for big
dicks like your brother's. They're just not accustomed to coming in
air, like you do when you jerk off or when Betty jacks you off. Real
men don't really feel good unless they come in something close to a
warm wet pussy."
As always, when went through something step by step it
always made more sense to me. I talked to her about my wife's
increasing dominance and humiliation.
"As I've told you before, being pregnant has changed her body's
chemical balances. So you really can't blame her for all her actions.
You have to be a loving understand husband and accept them. That's
all there is to it. After the babies are born, she may go back to her
original personality or it maybe a permanent change - in this case her
being more dominant, arrogant, selfish, hateful and wanting to berate
you for your sexual inadequacies."
I inquired if there was some drug for her to take if a permanent
condition.
"Our doctor said no. You'll just have to be a devoted loving
loyal husband and accept her the way she is. However, since Nick will
be a part of your family, it will make it easier for you. She'll have
someone to keep her happy in bed and she'll be much more tolerant of
you and your smaller dick. She loves you dear, but it'll be expressed
in a more different way than maybe before. Your love is all that's
needed to see you through and maybe an occasional one of these E-
Tranquilizers. These are potent, so the doctor doesn't want you to
take more than you really need. He only gave me those two. He'll
prescribe more if you need them. He also recommends swallowing your
pride and doing as she wants. Just keep remembering, you're doing it
for the for the good of your marriage - and now dear, also for your
family that's on the way. You must never forget that although it's
your brother's seed growing inside your wife, these are legally your
children. They are your responsibility."
Mother prepared me a cup of soup and a sandwich. It hit the
spot.
She also confirmed that the "E" in the capsules she gave me did
stand for Estrogen.
"Yes dear, just as you suspected, it's to make you a bit more
femmy so as to keep your male macho from getting in the way of being a
good husband to Betty and better accepting Nick's role in your house
now. It's all for the good of your marriage Francis."
I called Betty and apologized for my earlier action and told her I'd
be glad to play the role she desired of me in her new sex plan. `I'll
swallow his when he's ready to ejaculate' I meekly told her.
As walked me to the door, she told me to be prepared for
something else that my altered personality probably would desire
of me. said to keep it in mind, but not to mention it. She
just wanted me to be ready for it. "Remember dear, to be forewarned is
to be forearmed. And sweetie, do remember, you are your brother's
keeper and I'm proud of the both of you. You for being the loving
understanding husband and him for making you a ." She said as
she hugged me goodbye.
I didn't reply, because I knew was sincere and meant well,
but I've come to the conclusion that there was just no way getting
around me not being humiliated in my situation.
CHAPTER 9-On Becoming A
Nick and I and the were assembled in the hospital waiting
room when the nurse walked in and congratulated me on the birth of a
healthy set of fraternal twins - both five pounds each and in perfect
health.
While the nurse was congratulating me, others in my family,
including two of my mother's uncles and an aunt were doing the same to
Nick.
It appeared that, what was suppose to be a closely guarded
secret was well known by many in my and my wife's also. I
wasn't suppose to hear it, but I overheard a relative whisper to
another that "his is just too weak to make babies and he has a
pencil size cock." I heard another whisper back. "At least he's smart
enough to get a real to do the job for him as well as give his
what she needs."
My uncles more or less didn't really give me sincere
congratulations as opposed to acknowledging I was going to have kids in
the house. I knew in their eyes they felt I was less than a man.
The nurse only allowed me to go in and see my wife. I thought,
finally some respect for me as her husband. My bubble didn't last
long.
As soon as my saw me and before she talked about the two
beautiful babies she'd just had, she asked how Nick was. And as soon
as the nurse was out of earshot, she asked if I had been a "good little
hubby" and took care of "her man's needs".
Even though the E-tranquilizers had better helped me accept my
cuckoldry, I still was embarrassed at talking about some matters with
my brazen wife.
`Y-Yes dear, I-I did as you told me. I-I have been his c-
cocksucker whenever h-he wanted me to.' I said softly as I hung my
head. And he had, I was swallowing two to three huge of his hot
gooey sperm a day while she was in the hospital for the last 6 days.
"Good! I didn't want him to have any reason to go out and get
some from another woman while I'm having these babies".
Mother had been right about my wanting me to not only help
her have decent sex while she was bloated, but also had a plan for me
to be a sexual surrogate for her while she was in labor and
recovering. That is, as best I could, for whenever Nick needed to get
off.
A few days later, she was home and the smell and noise of two
babies filled our house.
I was busy changing diapers and making formula for "our" new son
and daughter. Betty was the dutiful and doting mother, but whenever
someone needed to get up in the night to see about them, it was me.
She and Nick had basically told me that was exclusively my job.
Nick plays with them, but seldom, and I don't think ever actually
changed them. For that he either called me or Betty. Betty also let
me know that I would always have to re-arrange my schedule to baby sit
if she and Nick should ever want to go out together.
As the children grew, it basically became my responsibility to be
their nanny.
This allowed Nick and my to have all the freedom they needed
to get out and party. Many of the neighbors have already concluded
that he is more the husband and of the house than I. They
basically see me out strolling the twins, cleaning around the house and
shopping for groceries, while he's always out with my socially.
This was especially true when they went on a cruise for a week and I
stayed at home babysitting.
As far as the bedroom, Nick is firmly in charge there. We still
have adjoining rooms, but Nick spends far more time with, and in the
bed with her, and in her too, I might add, than I do. In fact about
the only time she ever lets me put it in is on our wedding anniversary
and the kid's birthday, and then only after Nick has had his fill of
her. Almost everybody in both her and my knows that she only
lets me put it in rarely and that I have to beat my meat for sexual
relief most of the time. They also know that she always brings me her
used slimy warm moist swollen to me for a mouth cleaning up after
Nick's made it messy. This is really the only way she seems to enjoy me
having sex with her. I've grown quite acclimated to eating hairy cream
pie and look forward to sexing her that way.
Because of this, many of the women in our families have gotten
permission from Betty to have me eat their lover's or husband's
from their cunts, or just eat them out for sexual relief.
My uses me often as a tongue douche now. She really
enjoys having fuck juices out of her hairy cunt. The messier
she is the better I like her cunt. She has brought the mixed of up
to 8 for me to suck up. She and I get along so much better now.
And even though Nick doesn't require it often, my requires me to
lick or suck him off if he so desires it. Doing her time of the month,
I'm usually required to be available to him for that purpose.
All in all, we do have a stable marital and arrangement
now. The kids are three years and so adorable. They all look like
members of the family. My role of a subjugated cuckold is firmly
established and there's almost no way I can get anymore respect than
what little I have to live with now.
However, things are about to be topsy turvy again. My told
me she wants "us" to have another baby.
Mother was glad to hear that Nick and my wife, Betty, were going
to make me a again, as well as her a grandmother again.
THE END
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