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The Cuckold Groom (MMF, wife, cuckold)
by Anon NixPixer (c) 1992
*
Chrissie made a beautiful bride. She and I were childhood
sweethearts and we loved each other dearly. Her old man had pitched
in to give his daughter a good send-off and it was quite a wedding
and quite a party. I knew I was the luckiest man in town that day.
Chrissie is the daughter of one of the most prominent men in
town, and the man responsible for my new job. He didn't want to see
his daughter marry a bum. Although he and I weren't exactly fond of
each other, (he hated me) he was determined to make sure his
beautiful daughter was happy. And Chrissie looked radiant that day.
She is a petite little blonde, about 5' tall, with a tiny little
waist you could almost get your hands around (my hands aren't too
big though) She has nice flaring hips, and breasts that were not
huge, but were feminine and pointed and they stood out proudly from
her chest in her white chiffon wedding gown. She liked wearing her
golden hair short, and with her baby face, this made her look very
young, almost childlike. She has the most beautiful smile. Her
whole family has that "beautiful people" look.
Chrissie's dad didn't think much of me. Why do the old men
dislike their daughter's choice in men? He wanted her to marry the
local football hero, Ted. Ted was a real jock, big, overly
confident, pushy-as-hell. He had dated Chrissie back in high school
and still called her. She had told him "no" one night at the junior
prom and Ted didn't like being told no. Chrissie had started dating
me during our senior year, which earned me some pushing around by
Ted and his fellow jocks.
Once, in the locker room, I had been walking from the showers
when I felt the sting of a leather belt hit my wet behind! I jumped
and fell. I got up, feeling the red welt forming on my ass cheek
and Ted (and his entourage) were leering at me. Ted was gesturing
with his belt at me saying "I heard you got to first base with
Chrissie over the weekend. Well don't worry "pencil-dick" because
I'll be the one sliding into home!"
Haa, haa, haaa..." They all had a good laugh. It was me that
Chrissie married though. I thought I had the last laugh. My virgin
bride. I should have known back then that guys like me don't get
nice breaks like Ted. I should have known it would be those large
hand holding the belt that would slide my wife's panties down. It
would be Ted's large and experienced tool that would take her
virginity.
Like I said, it was quite a party. The reception included the
town's best and richest. (well, maybe just the richest.) Chrissie
was bubbly and blushing. She was nothing but smiles and love for
me. "Can't wait honey!" She said. "I'm loving all of this but I
want to touch my husband." This kind of racy talk from her got me
loosening the collar of my tux. We continued to dance and smile and
make conversation.
"Joel, I see that my daughter is quite happy today." Said Bill,
her father. "I want to make sure she stays that way." He stood over
me near the banquet table while Chrissie was cutting cake. "Well,
Bill," I replied, "I'll do my best to keep her happy. I love her
very much." "Oh I have no doubt that you love her, Joel, I just
hope you won't mind if a father decides to take some 'extra
measures' to insure his family's, er, contentment...?"
"I do appreciate the job sir. I'll work very hard." I thought he
was referring to the job he had arranged at his computer company.
"Oh, ah, ahh, haa, haa, yes, yes Joel. You work very hard now,
haa, haa, haa!" He clapped me on the back and walked away toward
the bar, laughing. Fucking jerk.
The afternoon wore on, Chrissie and I had a great time. She
tossed the bouquet. The limo took us to a nice resort hotel up the
coast. Her father had made all the arrangements so I knew we were
set for a nice week. I carried my blushing bride over the threshold
in a wriggling bundle of white. She smelled terrific. She felt warm
and wonderful. My little prick had been stiff since we got in the
limo. We laughed and chased each other around the room, finally
ending with me on top of her on the bed. I could feel the firm
cones of her breasts pressing against my shirt. We were smiling and
kissing and making baby talk. Her hips were moving around in little
circles. There was a certain heat from between her legs that I
could feel with mine. "God, honey, I'm so hot...
"She moaned. "I have a little surprise for you."
"What?" I gasped. "Here, get this off..."
"Well, first of all I have a special outfit I'd like to put on
for my husband..." (I loved it when she talked like this.) ...And
can you guess what else is special about today?"
I helped her get her skirts off. She scampered across the room
toward the bathroom. "I'll give you a hint, hubby dear, I had my
period exactly two weeks ago...!" She ran into the bathroom to
change.
"You mean... today you're...!!"
I ran toward the bathroom door to grasp my lovely bride. Just
then there was a key in the lock of the hotel room door and it
swung open. Ted and two of his friends walked in. I didn't even
have time to react, I was heady from the champagne, and
anticipation of being with Chrissie, Ted quickly took two steps and
punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in a gasp and slunk to
the floor. Ted and his friends were being quiet.
"Did you hear me honey?" I heard her call. "Honey?"
One of Ted's two friends was one of his football buddies from
high school I recognized. The other was a girl I'd seen with their
group before. She had the look of some of those sneering "party
girls" that like to hang out with them.
Ted had a shit-eating grin on his face as he leaned over me and
said "Keep your mouth shut Joey-boy. Nobody'll get hurt. I'm just
here to get what's mine. Paybacks are a bitch."
He told his friends to "take care of me." His friend, Brad
grabbed me by my hair and threw me onto the sofa, "shut up you
little freak!" muttered the girl. She quickly stuffed my mouth with
one of Chrissie's stockings that was on the floor. Brad produced a
roll of duct tape and taped my mouth shut. They both rolled me over
and pinned my wrists as I struggled. The tape was wound around my
wrists and ankles. The girl (I heard Brad call her Carol) sat at
the end of the sofa, and positioned my head, face down, in her lap.
Chrissie came out of the bathroom.
"Honey, what do you think of this... OH!"
Ted was next to the door as Chrissie came out and saw us. He
grabbed her from the side. She had dressed in a white, lacy teddy
and panty outfit that was accentuated by her pointed breasts that
held out the satin from her body. I could see her pantied crotch,
delicate and vulnerable, for the first time as Ted grabbed her.
"LET ME GO TED, YOU SUNOVABITCH!!! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, HOW
DARE YOU!"
He tossed her wriggling body onto the bed (our wedding bed!) and
held her down. Ted is a large framed guy. Brad and Carol were
laughing as I struggled and tried to protest through my gag.
"Take it easy sweetheart..." But he was laughing as he pawed my
wife's breasts and thighs.
"Damn Chrissie it's been a long time, girl..." He tried to kiss
her as he held her arms pinned above her head.
"OW!! GODDAMN IT BITCH!!" Chrissie bit his lip. She had gotten
one hand free and slapped him soundly across his face "SLAPPP!!!"
"HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER. ON MY WEDDING NIGHT! THIS IS NOT
FUNNY!"
I saw Ted snarl and slap her back across her face. Her attitude
changed quickly. He picked her up and threw her off the bed. He
stood over her and undid his pants and pushed them down. She lay on
the carpet in an abused heap. She looked like she was sobbing.
"Now is that any way for a girl to act on her wedding night
'honeyyy'? Now put your mouth where it belongs, bride!" With that
he grabbed her hair and sat down on the bed, pressing her face into
his crotch as she knelt in front of him. She was crying and sobbing
and only struggled a little. He twisted her head around with her
hair.
"You mind your husband, now, girl! I want those lips put to
work!" Her face was pressed against the bulge in his underwear. She
began to make little mewling sounds and struggle a little bit as he
twisted and pulled down his underwear. It was getting a little dark
in the hotel room but I could see the broad, purple head of his
cock spring into view.
"I can see my new wife is going to need some discipline."
He turned and began to remove his belt from his pants.
"Ted! don't do this. I beg you! I'm sorry I wouldn't take your
calls! Don't make me...!" She was sobbing. Tears were running down
her child-like face as he looped his belt in his fist and grabbed
her hair again.
"Open your mouth..." He said almost patiently. "Open your
mouth..." "CRACK!" The belt came down on her lovely pantied ass and
she yelped and sobbed.
"Ted DON'T..." he cut her off as he stretched her lips with the
head of his cock. She cried and tossed her head. Ted leered and
brought the belt down again. "CRACK!" Chrissie shook and yelped
through her mouthful of cock Ted pulled it out and pressed it
against her lips, ordering her to lick the shaft. Even in this
light, I could see his member was much bigger than mine. he didn't
appear to be circumcised either, the skin giving his penis an
almost, club-like appearance. I yelled and twisted against my bond.
"Goddamn! Ted" Said Brad, laughing. Carol was laughing too as
Ted mastered my wife.
"LICK, WIFE!" He said. "You can yell and thrash all you want. I
paid the bellboy's handsomely to leave us alone. Your daddy was
good enough to give me some expense money for this little
'operation.'"
He grabbed her wrists and over her protests, sat on them. Her
hands were pinned under her rapist with his erect cock in her face.
She could not pull away from his crotch. Ted's voice became softer
to her as she struggled and sobbed and adjusted to her predicament.
"Lick the family jewels, honey, get them all warmed up..." His
balls were hairy and red, and looked as large as eggs. Chrissie
continued to twist her head against his grasp as she bent to her
task. Ted moaned with the sensation. "Keep licking, honey."
Brad and Carol pushed me onto the floor with a THUMP. Carol sat
on top of me. My face was only a couple of feet from Chrissie's
squirming ass. "CRACK!" Ted brought the belt down again on her ass
"CRACK!" Chrissie howled, but her mouth was full. Ted leered down
at me.
"Can you smell her Joey? Hm? She's getting wet."
Brad had gone into the bathroom and returned. I couldn't see
what he was holding. He and Carol grabbed me and pulled down my
pants and underwear.
"Look at that white ass!" exclaimed Carol. She and Brad pushed
and pulled me until I was laying across her lap. Brad handed her a
jar of what turned out to be Vaseline.
"We don't want you to miss out on the de-flowering tonight Joey,
so I brought along a little friend!" Carol was reaching into her
purse and pulled out a large object that I couldn't twist my head
far around enough to see. It looked black. That's all I could see.
"Enough training, wife, get into bed!" Ted cracked his belt
across her ass once more as he stood up. His large member literally
came out of her mouth with a "POP!" Her little-girl face looked red
from crying. Her lips were swollen red and pouting.
"TEEED! DON'T DO THIS! WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO HIM? OWWW....!"
He pushed my wife onto the bed, her legs and arms splayed. She
put up a little bit of a fight as he put his weight on top of her.
She seemed more inclined to kiss him now than before. I could see
his large hands, pulling and kneading her breasts and nipples-
making them stand up erect. His large cock was pressed against her
belly and was leaving a snail-trail of pre-cum. I saw his hands
slide under her panties and push them down her thighs. She struck
at his shoulder with her hands and her legs pedaled furiously as he
stripped her.
"STOOOPPPP!!!!"
I felt Carol's long-nailed fingers put a cold glob of Vaseline
against my anus. She began spreading it around. She stuck a finger
in me, then two. She worked her greasy fingers in and out. I tossed
my head from side to side. Sweat ran from my forehead. The room was
much darker now. A little light came in through the large window
facing the bay. I heard a dull buzz from the vibrator Brad handed
to Carol.
Ted squatted, and took off his shirt and kicked off his pants
and shoes. He appeared large and tanned, like an athlete. His body
was much hairier than mine. I could see his cock silhouetted
against the window as he did this. Some pre-cum dropped from the
tip. He put my wife's ankles over his shoulders, giving her a
little swat on the ass to remind her who was in charge and placed
the tip of his cock against her moist opening. As her legs were
splayed, I could see a glint of moisture in her crotch, in the
fading light. Her face was beautiful against the pillow.
"Now you can cooperate, Chrissie, and take it on your back like
a woman, or I mount you from behind like a beast!"
Chrissie didn't protest but her lips were pouting as she looked
up at him, and she began mewling and sobbing as Ted began a steady
thrust. He didn't break her cherry with one enormous thrust, but
let her moistening pussy slowly impale itself on him. When her
cherry broke, Chrissie gasped, and kicked her little feet in the
air. Ted confidently grasped her waist and pulled her the rest of
the way onto his shaft. I could hear Chrissie moaning into his
chest as he settled his weight on top of her. Her legs bent back
against her chest. My wife's breasts pressed against Ted. Her feet
kicked a little as he settled his ball-sack against her ass.
Carol worked the buzzing dildo into my asshole. It stretched and
violated me as I watched my wife be inseminated by my childhood
bully. Carol must have worked nine or ten inches of the thing into
my gut. I could feel it vibrating deep inside me. More duct tape
was used to hold the thing in place. I cried into my gag as the
tape was wound around my hips. The two then got up, and laughing
quietly, left the hotel room.
Ted pumped his cock in and out of my wife. The veined shaft
glistened with the moisture he pulled from her. He wrapped her legs
around his waist. Chrissie was moaning and squirming but had
surrendered to the fuck. I heard him muttering to her, "can you
feel that Chrissie?"
"Yes..." She replied.
"Here, lift your legs so I can put it against your cervix." I
saw her bend her knees again and point her toes, her eyes went wide
and her mouth opened in an "O" as he impregnated her.
"Ohh, TED!" My wife cried.
They didn't separate. Ted pulled the covers over them later, and
I saw the shape of his ass humping the covers up and down. I heard
my wife cry out from somewhere in there. I was reminded of the time
when I was little and peeked into my parent's bedroom to find out
what the squeaking noise was. My asshole was stretched and pained.
The vibrator continued to throb in my belly.
I think I may have passed out. I could see the moon outside.
When I opened my eyes. Ted and Chrissie were doing it slowly. He
had her bent over, her young ass in the air, and against him. I
could see his ball-sack swinging between her legs. There was
moisture dripping from where they were joined. She didn't appear to
be fighting him anymore, or she had completely surrendered. I
remember seeing her arch her back as he thrust forward and grunted
again. She kicked her legs again as he did this. Their sweating
bodies entwined on the bed and I could hear them whispering to each
other. Ted's hand was resting lovingly on her belly. I blacked out
again.
The door slammed. My wrists were free, (the tape was cut). I
hurriedly worked the damned duct tape off my wrists and ankles, and
extricated the dildo from my butt. I had worn the batteries out.
Sunlight was streaming in. Chrissie and I were alone. I ran to the
bed and woke her to see if she were alright.
"Chrissie! CHRISSIE! Wake up for Goddsake! Are you okay!!?"
She moaned and rolled over, putting her arms around me slowly. I
pulled her into me and gently kissed her.
"I'm alright dear." She said. her voice sounded strange. I
kissed her and kissed her and ran my hands around her. She felt
wonderful. She smelled musky. I could still smell Ted's aftershave
or something on her. Strangely, I found myself aroused. I was
kissing my lovely new wife and feeling her bare, secret places for
the first time. She was kissing me back. I rolled myself on top of
her as we embraced. I confidently spread my wife's thighs.
"Stop Joey..."She said. She smiled at me sweetly as I stared
agape at her. "Go get a condom from the bathroom, please" She
brushed some hair out of her face.
"But....but..." I stammered.
"GO, get a Condom!" She ordered, and then pointed to the
bathroom. I returned quickly with the condom, fumbled it on, then
tried to resume our former passion. She lay back, calmly and spread
her thighs. Her formerly virgin pussy was gaping. She didn't even
flinch as I inserted my cock. Even through the condom I could feel
the incredible heat that almost burned my cock.
"Is it all in...?" She asked.
Two years later we had a little one-year old running around the
house. Chrissie is happy. Her family is ecstatic. I am the
breadwinner, and little else, it seems. The kid is a brat already.
Chrissie insists that he looks like me. Ha. Ha. I've never fucked
my wife without a condom, on her orders. ("We must be careful, she
says") To make matters worse, at the last big family gathering, her
folks suggested another grandchild.
End