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Authors name: C.D.E. (ccwriter@hotmail.com)
Story title : F.O.O.L.S.
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Copyright © JULY 2002 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved. This
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F.O.O.L.S. (M+F, MM, mc, preg, cuck)
by C.D.E. (ccwriter@hotmail.com)
***
A husband finds out that being "Foolish" can be good for
his marriage.
***
CAST:
Reginald - Husband
Rita - Wife
Dr. Richards
Its 2:30 AM. I'm awaken by the sound of a car pulling
in my driveway and the flash of its headlights through
the bedroom window.
The lights go out. There's silence. After a few
moments and not hearing the sound of a car door opening
or closing, I lay still, but anxiously awaiting the next
noise from the driveway. I don't get up to investigate
because I'm almost sure that it's my wife returning
home.
Almost 20 minutes later, I hear the familiar opening
and closing of a car door and a few moments later, the
sound of a key in the front door. Almost simultaneously,
I hear the car start up and once again see the flash of
light by the window as the auto leaves the driveway.
I hear the muted footsteps approaching our bedroom. I
turn on a bedside lamp. My wife enters the room carrying
her high heels in one hand and her coat and some other
garments in her other.
"Hi honey." I greet her in a low tone of voice, so as
not to awaken the baby or our other two kids.
She gently places her heels on the floor and throws
the other apparel she's carrying in a nearby chair. I
make out that beside her coat, the bundle she was
carrying also included her camisole, panties and nylons.
Things she was wearing when she left home earlier in the
evening.
She waves instead of replying to my greeting, she
hurriedly comes over to my side of the bed. She has a
smile on her face. In the dim light, I see her lips are
puckered. Having seen her this way before, I know she
wants a kiss.
We kiss passionately, in an instant I feel her
transferring the creamy fluids from her mouth to mine.
Knowing what she desires, I don't resist but let my
mouth fill with what is almost assuredly a load of semen
freshly collected from the dick of the man who brought
her home.
As we break the kiss, for a brief moment, there are a
couple of lingering ropey slimy strands between our
mouths.
"Hi darling, I just had to share some of Steve's cum
with you. He was nice enough to let me blow him in the
driveway so I could bring it to you while it was still
hot. He likes the idea that I share so much with you."
I say nothing in reply to her humiliating comment, but
only watch as she undresses. Even in the dim light cast
by the small bedside lamp, the reddish outlines of big
handprints are clearly discernible on her shapely
hourglass body, especially her ass, breast and back.
"He and his two buddies, Leo and Wes, who we met later
in the evening, also told me how lucky I am to have a
husband that loves to share my experiences. They both
said it really pleased them to know that you'd be
tasting their left over jism in my pussy when you suck
it for me tonight."
"Rita, I-I wish you wouldn't tell perfect strangers I
do that for you. You know I do it because I love you so
a-and as part of the therapy."
"Reginald darling, you can't blame me for being so
much in love and so proud of the love of my husband that
I want all the men that fuck me to know how wonderful
you are to me." My wife says as she slips in bed beside
me and cuddles up close. We wrap our arms around each
other.
It at this moment when my beautiful shapely wife is
back in my arms that I can at last enjoy her soft supple
bodily charms. Even though she's used, with both her
mouth and cunt coated with other men's sperm, I still
feel that all the marriage counseling and therapy we've
been through was worthwhile and has paid off.
No longer do I feel the pang of worry that I can't
hold onto her or that she will leave me for somebody who
is better endowed than I. You just don't know how
comforting that is.
"Oh Reggie darling, you're so good to come home too
after I've been so thoroughly fucked. Here feel my pussy
darling. Feel how slick and puffy it is."
I let my wife guide my hand to her still very warm,
but very damp cunt. More accurately, it was still slimy.
Even, so it was still good to have the opportunity to
touch and caress her even in the condition she's in. Her
swollen labia are very pronounced.
"Your hands feel so good because you're so gentle
after the rough manly way they do it to me. The guys
really did work me hard tonight in getting rid of their
stiff dicks. They really had me dripping there for a
while. I wished you could've been there to take care of
that for us. However, I know you had to baby-sit the
kids tonight. By the way, did Stephanie give you much
trouble tonight?" My wife was asking about our newest
family addition, our 10-month-old daughter, whose
biological father is the same man whose semen my wife
shared with me earlier.
I answer my wife's question as well as give her a
verbal rundown of my evening in the role of cook, nanny,
and maid. All the while doing so, I let my hands roam
over her body, enjoying the pleasure that others had
earlier in the evening.
As I give her my verbal report, I anxiously capture
one of her nipples, it's still somewhat erect, and I
suckle it eagerly like a baby. Even though her tit has a
dried substance splattered over it, which I'm certain is
dried semen, it's still delightful for me to have its
softness in my mouth. As my wife moans due to my
caresses, I move to the other tit and suckle it for a
long while.
"Now Reggie darling, give me what I really need. Let
me have your mouth on my pussy. Here lay back dear, I
want to ride your mouth tonight." She says with a sense
of urgency in her voice.
I flip over face up, like I've done so many times
before and await the wet contact of her moist syrupy,
jism coated and gamy cunt to cover my face.
"OH yes!, Give me your tongue darling. Show me you
love me!"
Before, I get to work, I warn her not to make too much
noise, which might wake the kids, especially the baby.
"Okay, okay, but get busy sucking my pussy, I need you
honey. I want to feel you sucking the juice out of my
muff."
My wife slowly rotates and scrubs my face with her
hairy, slightly squishy snatch. I can tell she's
enjoying herself as I supply the tongue power for her
happiness.
Finally I get her off with my lips and tongue and
sucking action. I hear her mute the cries of pleasure
from the umpteenth orgasm she's had tonight. As she
slumps in the bed totally exhausted from a evening of
intense sex, I feel very good because I gave her the
final come of the night.
"That was so delightful as usual darling, I'm totally
wiped out. You always do that to me when we make love
sweetie. You're so good for me. Goodnight honey." She
said so sensuously. Time she rolled over she was asleep.
I grabbed a tissue and slowly wiped the drying fuck
and pussy juices from my face. I also sipped a drink
from the bedside table, which I'd intentionally placed
there upon going to bed.
As I lay back trying to get back to sleep since I have
to go to work in a few hours, I'm fighting the erection
I have. It's aching and palpitating and not contributing
to me getting back to sleep easily.
However, I know I have to endure this condition for
the good of our marriage.
Again, as I try to fall back to sleep, I think back to
the way it was before we took the therapy that saved our
marriage and enabled me to not have the worriation of
having a wife that was not pleased at my sexual
capabilities as a husband.
It all started about six months after we were married.
It was then that I first noticed that my wife was making
frequent comments about my sexual equipment and the fact
that it was taking me longer to get her off. I found it
difficult to last longer than the four minutes in her
hot juicy cunt. It seemed that even with my mouth
action, that is after my four minutes of humping glory,
she still wanted more.
Our seemingly perfect marriage was becoming stranded
because of my sexual inadequacies.
Rita was not a virgin before we married, however, she
wanted us to save ourselves for each other until our
wedding night.
I was a bit puzzled by this, but she insisted on not
letting me have some until we were wed. However, after I
put a ring on her hand and we became engaged, she did
let me go down on her delectable pussy. I became hooked
from the first time I slipped my tongue in her warm wet
gash.
Even though I'd had sex with a girl before, but for
all practical purposes I was a virgin. You see, just as
I was about to put it in the teenage girl I was about to
get some from, I lost my load. The sight of her bush and
tits forming that lovely triangular sight as you look up
toward her tits and cunt, was just too much for me.
My date laughed at me. She was rather experienced for
16. But to save the night for both of us, and now I
think back on things it probably was more for her
benefit, she guided my head to her warm pussy and had me
lick her to an orgasm. Even though I ended up licking up
a bit of my cum that sprayed on her bush, eating her
juicy warm cunt was not a bad experience. However, that
was my first and last serious sexual experience until
meeting Rita.
Rita and I have been though 3 trial separations. Each
time we reconciled and got back together. I've always
sweated if I could win her back each time. I did. Even
though each time she came back home she was pregnant by
one of her old boyfriends, I still welcomed her back
with open arms. The last separation was almost 18 months
ago. She returned inseminated with our baby daughter,
Stephanie.
The only good thing about these trial separations is
that they tend to only last a few months. I'm always
glad that my wife comes back home to me, even if she's
pregnant and wants to have the other man's baby.
Fearing it would cause her to become upset or at
worse, leave again, I generally say very little except
ask what decor does she desire for the baby's room. The
three children we have were all added to our family in
this manner. They are each about 18 months apart in age.
Based on this Information, when our youngest daughter
reached about nine months, I was fearful that Rita would
get the urge to go through another trial separation, as
this fit the pattern over the last few years. I wanted
to prevent this if at all possible.
Rita and I talked about our marital problems as well
as the need to have her own space from time to time.
Rita and I both had talked to her mom about our
situation. Her Mom called me and gave us the name of a
marriage counselor, who was a high school friend of
hers. The counselor was a Dr. John Richards.
THE FOCUS ON ORAL LOVE STRATEGY THERAPY
It was Dr. Richards that put my marriage back on tract
with his Focus On Oral Love Strategy Therapy. For short,
it's called F.O.O.L.S Therapy, or more commonly FOOLS.
"The FOOLS approach is perfect for your situation,
Reginald." The doctor told me upon my first visit.
"You see the FOOLS Therapy permits the wife to have
outside lovers and for the husband, since you're so much
less endowed than her lovers, to use the FOOLS therapy
to strengthen your marital bonds."
I listened intently at Dr. Richards.
He went on to say that what I currently do is best for
my wife. Me performing oral sex on her constitutes the
way we should have sex together. That is, at least until
I can pass the 200 stroke test, but I'll talk about that
later.
But for now, all he encouraged me to do was to do is
lick and suck her pussy for her when we have sex. My
wife is really happy about me doing that for her,
especially when she comes home with her cunt freshly
fucked by one or more of her lovers or some other man or
men. She's also admitted to doing a few gangbangs for
pleasure too. You see that's also allowed under FOOLS.
"Reginald, you know the rules. If you accidentally
come, you must start the timetable all over again, no
matter that you accidentally came in your shorts. It
doesn't matter if the sight of your wife's charms were
the cause or some other cause. You still must go six
months under supervised masturbation before you are
permitted to do so on your on. No exceptions!
Understand!"
"Y-Yes Dr. Richards, w-whatever you say. B-But I just
c-can't seem to help it sometimes when I-I some intimate
with her."
"That maybe true Reginald, but we are trying to build
up your stamina here and there is no other way. You
still are not to try putting it in until you go through
the full year of stroke exercises and training,
otherwise you haven't given the FOOLS Therapy a chance.
And you do want to be a good FOOL husband, don't you?"
"W-Well y-yes I want to make sure it all worked out b-
but..."
"No buts Reginald, your goal should be to be a perfect
FOOLS patient ,nothing less. Now say you want to be a
good FOOL. It'll be good way to build your confidence."
"I-I want t-to b-be a g-good FOOL."
"Good! Again!"
"I want to b-be a g-good FOOL."
"Good, but with a bit more conviction this time
Reginald."
"I WANT TO BE A GOOD FOOL!"
I repeated the phrase for Dr. Richards several more
times until he thought I sounded sincere. I have to hand
it to him, I said it so much that I could hear it
echoing in my head as I left his office. I have to admit
it did help me stay more determined to work with my wife
to make the FOOLS therapy a success for me. It already
seemed to be working quite well for my wife.
My wife has let me know so many times how good it is
to have me sucking other "men's fuck" out of her wet
gooey pussy. "Darling, I know you love me each time I
hold your head to my crotch and hear you slurping up
what the fellows worked so hard to fill me up with. They
please me and you do it even better, cause you do for me
by your sucking what they never could do. I really am
thankful for Dr. Richards and his FOOLS Therapy. I'm
also glad that you're man enough to do the right thing
and became a good FOOL husband, because it sure has
improved our marriage a thousand percent."
Being a FOOL husband means knowing your
responsibilities in relation to those of your wife's
other sexual partners, that is the one who are permitted
to have coitus with her.
The responsibilities are pretty clear. They are to use
their endowments to fuck her and I to give her pleasure
they can't by sucking her cunt after they've finished
with her.
Dr. Richards has told me often how lucky I am to be
able to save my marriage this way.
At first I thought I was being humiliated by being the
clean up man, but the more I see how happy my wife is as
I put my mouth on her red, raw and inflamed sperm soaked
snatch, I have come to accept, adapt, and find the pride
Dr. Richards said I would find in carrying out my share
of responsibility in the FOOLS Therapy.
Dr. Richards has also encouraged me to go with my wife
as she meets with her various fuck studs, especially
when there is going to be what they call a "gang"
meeting. My wife always told me that whenever they have
such meeting, they have a "bang up" good time. I heard
one of her partners refer to it as a "gang bang".
However, Dr. Richards gave my wife some pills for me
to take so as to reduce my nervousness and anxiety as I
attended them with her. For a few months she never told
me about them, just put them in my coffee or other
drinks before I went with her to these "gang bangs".
The pills apparently worked. My nervousness went away
and I felt mellow and at ease as I watched her have sex
with her various partners.
To not feel left out, my wife had her sex partners
invite me to participate. To my surprise, I felt
comfortable in helping out. Besides inviting me to keep
her cunt from getting too slimy, sloppy and mucky from
all the hot semen they shot deep in her, the studs also
invited me to lick their dicks clean after each fucked
her.
The men praised me at how well I kept her pussy
freshened up for them. I'm also sure it was the pills,
but I didn't feel the least bit humiliated at their
praise. And so as to not feel left out while one set of
men had their dicks in my wife, the others, at her
suggestion, had me licking their cocks and balls and to
act as a "fluffer".
That's a new term I learned. It means to help the men
get properly prepared to fuck my wife again. In other
words, besides cleaning their dicks with my tongue, I
would suck them up hard again so that they could
completely empty their balls and give her their last
loads of jism.
After the last of the 8 men had left the room, I had
my head buried in my wife's gamy sloppy messy crotch,
fulfilling my last responsibility for her that evening
as I diligently sucked and slurped her bruised, but well
fucked pussy lips. As Usual, she had that Mona Lisa
smile on her face as I glanced up occasionally to steal
a peep at her face through her slime coated plastered
muff bushy pubic hairs twat surrounded my face. I really
felt blessed to be able to do what I was doing to
provide my wife the love and pleasure I was at that
moment. It was so good to know that my wife would be
going home with me and not have to worry about her
leaving or being stolen away by another man, because
he's better endowed or more handsome than me. And it was
all due to me following Dr. Richards's instructions and
adhering to my set of responsibilities under the
Husband's FOOLS program. Me being a FOOL Husband has
really paid off by helping me keep my wife.
I don't need the pills anymore. As Dr. Richards had
told my wife, after a while the drug in the pills would
condition me to be comfortable around her studs without
me being given the drug. When my wife revealed the good
news that I didn't need the pills anymore, my first
reaction was that it was underhanded and outright
trickery to drug me without my knowledge. However, I had
to admit that my wife was right. The drug had helped me
be a better FOOL than had I not been give them. Besides,
it was a moot point now that I'd been conditioned to
accompany her to her various "gang bangs" and "train
pulls". If nothing else, I've learned many new street
terms for group sex.
Another thing, even though my wife has had other men's
babies, and may have others in the future, she has not
expressed any desire to leave me. Dr. Richards told me
that would be the case, and I must admit that too has
pleased me so much. My wife has been very supportive
also of my failures with the Stroke Stamina Building
Regime. Just listen to what she told me the other day.
"Darling, don't fret about not being able to do so
well on the Stroke Stamina Building Regime he has you
on. After seven years, you get to put it in by default."
My wife was trying to console me. I thought that was
nice of her.
And to further take the fire out of men getting the
urge to steal her from me while she's pregnant with
their babies and emotionally vulnerable, Dr. Richards'
suggestion that I suck the men's dicks for them during
this time. It seems to have really worked. Not one has
been successful in influencing my wife to leave me when
she was swollen up with their baby.
As you can see, it's a lot of work being a FOOL
husband, not to mention: being a Daddy to other men's
babies my wife has had by them; having my lips stretched
to the limit by the big dicks of my wife's studs; and
also sucking down a lot of hot gooey jism from all the
abundant loads they spurt. However, all in all, I've
come to believe it's worth it to be able to keep my
beautiful wife and to have a harmonious marriage. Don't
you think?
END
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