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Happy Wife - 2
by Easy girl8 (tn.crs62@yahoo.com)
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Hi – this is Lisa, I hope you enjoyed my first "story"
Happy Wife – I tried to write it from Jimmy's (My
husband) point of view. He was helpful with a lot of
the "feelings" – he is such a good lil boy! He has
gained a few pounds over the years, but that to be
expected when you don't create any testosterone! The
important thing is he keeps the house clean, the kids
are well taken care of, and people have no idea they
aren't his!
After I wrote that "real" account of what happened I
thought, I have lots of true stories, either from my
life, other family members or friends, from years of
CRAZY sex! So here is "Happy Wife 2" – hope you like
it. (MF, reluc, voy, mc, tor, bd, cast)
***
I can't begin to explain the feeling of playing a part
in removing a man's "manhood"!! I have done my share of
drugs, drink, and sex – nothing made me feel like that
day when I held the surgical scissors in my hand,
watched a tear fall down the cheek of my future
husband, and snipped his left nut off! WOW!
Yes, I married Jimmy, it was part of the deal and the
least I could do – plus he is a good man. And now he's
the perfect husband, no poking in the small of my back
in the middle of the night, no "why don't you blow me
anymore," no hassles. When I want to get laid I go out
and get laid! In fact I've got 2 kids and one on the
way, all AFTER I had his nuts removed!
But how can I get that feeling back – that power, that
special flitter in the pit of my stomach when a man
agrees – there is nothing like it and there is no way I
could have gone a life time without experiencing it
again! I spoke with my girlfriend Kelly, the one who
told me about Dr Tia. She had the same thing done to
her husband. She agreed about the feeling and of
wanting it again and finally just blurted out, "Lisa,
there are plenty of guys out there..."
I couldn't believe it, was the answer that simple. We
both laughed and off I went – ready to now "help" all
men find total happiness and peace. And if in the
process I get to feel that "power" again, what's the
harm? All the men will agree or the procedure won't be
done – but who should be next.
I wondered that for several days, every time my pussy
would get soaked. Luckily Jimmy was always available to
eat me – and he did that quite well, even after I came
home at 3am with another guy's cum in me. He loved it!
So as I tweaked my nipples a little thru the fabric of
my halter top I couldn't help notice the young man
mowing our yard. He was about 16, nicely built and I
could tell VERY athletic! He had done our lawn for 2
years now and I could always feel his looks.
Several times when I brought him a glass of ice tea in
my bikini I would see him struggle with the bulge that
would appear in his pants. Bet that happened a lot, at
school, sporting vents, home – it must drive him crazy!
And I bet he would like to have a normal life with out
all those mean lil whores at school teasing him all the
time – how could he ever be expected to concentrate?? I
had to help him I decided.
So I slipped on some sexy summer sandal wedges and went
into the back yard. Jimmy and I had been married for
about 3 months and I sent him to go visit his mom for
the weekend. So it was just me and Bob. As soon as I
came into the yard he stopped mowing and just stared,
smiling a lil as I approached slowly. I could see the
bulge in his pants beginning and how uncomfortable he
was. I pulled out and ice cube and handed him a glass
of ice water, commenting on how damn hot it was out
here. I began to suck slowly on the sliver shaped ice
cube, making sure the sucking noise was way louder then
it needed to be, then rubbed the cube on my neck,
allowing it to melt and run down my chest. Little
melted rivers found there way to my nipples and started
to soak thru the thin cotton halter top. Bob was almost
doubled over!
I reached out and took his hand and told him we should
go cool down a lil. He followed, mouth open, eyes a
little glazed and walked ever so carefully due to the
inconvenient bulge in his pants. As we past the pool, I
turned and said, "what we really need is a quick dip,"
and with out hesitating I pushed him in! He sprang up
after hitting the water and just looked at me with
total amazement. I giggled, slipped off the sandals and
dove in.
The water totally soaked thru my thin top and lil
shorts. We splashed around swimming and laughing and
touching and rubbing, when I realized I had him
cornered. So I leaned in and kissed him, deeply,
passionately. His mouth opened an accepted my tongue –
good boy I thought. I started to rub the bulge between
his legs and his mouth opened even wider allowing my
tongue in deeper and he began to moan. I stopped
slowly, biting his lip a lil and recommended we get out
of these wet clothes. With that off came my top,
followed quickly by my shorts.
Bob was stunned and just stared. I started to undo his
pants and then his shorts and his cock was HUGE! At
least 10 inches, with VERY big, VERY swollen balls. I
started to gently pull on his nut sack and rubbed my
tits against his chest asking him if had been laid yet.
He sheepishly looked down and muttered a soft "no"
explaining how the girls at school will tease and
flirt, but once out on a date won't give it up.
He told me how is older sister would purposely walk
around in a little t-shirt and panties, knowing he was
aching. I was now pumping up and down on his massive
cock, and he just kept whimpering, telling me that it
gets big during class, in the locker room, on the
baseball diamond, and how hard it was for him to pitch
or run with a raging erection.
I kept whispering in his ear the whole time saying,
"Lisa will make it better, you want Lisa to help you?
Lisa can make it all better" and pumping his cock
faster and faster. I asked him if he wanted me to make
it all better and he murmured "yes" and I kissed his
cheek and told him he was a good boy. I could feel him
start to tense, and knew what was next, so I turned
around and backed my butt into his raging cock. I told
him to grab my ass cheeks and spread them a lil and to
pull me into him.
Slowly I felt him slip inside my pussy and he began to
buck wildly. He shot a massive load in a few minutes,
much too quickly for me to get off, but man was my
pussy filled. We got out of the pool and went inside,
throwing our wet cloths in the dryer. I led him to the
master bedroom and slowly began to suck him. Soon he
was rock hard and I mounted him cow girl style. I
instructed him to play with my tits and I began to do
the same with his nipples. This time he was able to
last thru 2 of my orgasms, and then we came together,
again my cum hole was overflowing with his sticky
treat!
We repeated this every day for about a month, all the
time I kept whispering in his ear what a good boy he
was and asking him if he was glad I had helped him.
Finally, I missed my period and was sure I was
pregnant. We did it for another 6 weeks and then I
thought it was now time.
I took him over to Dr Tia and we sat around in thin
short robes watching porn and drinking tea till he fell
asleep. Tia was amazed at the size of his dick, not to
mention his huge balls. She said they might be the
biggest she's ever done! I told her how sad he was with
the young girls teasing him and how I had been helping.
She smiled and told me I done the right thing, and we
went to go get ready as the assistants brought Bob to
the surgery room.
Bob woke up and saw me by his side, naked. He was
confused as to why he was strapped to the table and I
explained it was all ok. I asked him if he trusted me,
he said "blindly" (my pussy twitched). I asked him if
he'd do anything to make me happy, and he smiled saying
"of course" (my pussy was getting wet).
I softly kissed him and asked if his sister and her
friends were still teasing him at home, and he said
yes, and explained how hard it was to concentrate. Bob
told me he didn't do to well in some of his courses
last year and this year he needed to really bring up
the grades so he could continue in sports and hopefully
get into college. I listened rubbing his swollen balls,
which he of course couldn't feel due to the numbing for
the impending surgery. I kept telling him he was a good
boy and asking him if he'd "let Lisa help you, let Lisa
make it all better, let Lisa make all the confusion go
away.".. Each time he whimpered "yes'.
Dr Tia said she was ready and the table slowly shifted
into a vertical position. Bob looked confused to see
the Dr all scrubbed up, with surgical tools, sitting in
front of his raging cock! I reminded him gently to not
be worried, that I was there to help him and that
everything would be ok. I explained we wouldn't do
anything to him unless he agreed. He slowly closed his
eyes and said ok, as I licked and bit his nipples.
Dr Tia then opened up his scrotum on the left ball with
the scalpel, and pinched his BIG testicle out from the
sack. We were both in awe of it – it was HUGE. It just
hung there as she tied off the tubes getting it ready.
I thought, "wow, he's never gonna be with a girl again,
I was his first and last fuck!" Dr Tia then handed me
the sterile scissors.
I leaned into Bob's ear, my bare breast sliding along
his arm, and whispered, "Ok baby, let Momma make it all
better, let me make all the distractions from all those
mean girls disappear! Let me make our special summer
last forever in both our minds. I can help you baby, I
can take away the power all those lil girls think they
have over you – I can make you feel so strong and
confident – all you have to do is say 'yes' – come on
lover, do you want Lisa to help you?"
He looked like a lost puppy, his big blue eyes were
wide open staring into mine, darting down to his
crotch, over to Dr Tia, back to my warm smile. Tears
began to slowly slide down his face and he looked so
confused and scared.
My pussy juices are running down the inside of my
thighs, and I could feel that glorious feeling of Power
that I missed. I could feel it in my heart, the
knowledge that in a few minutes I would have talked
this young beautiful boy into giving up his manhood for
me – just for me to feel this good. And I knew it isn't
wrong, I knew he would be happier, I knew this is the
right thing.
Slowly Bob whispers a slight "yes" and I smile with a
tear of my own coming down my cheek. My bare feet are
in a puddle of my own flowing pussy juices, as I leaned
in and kiss him delicately on the lips. I whispered,
"That's a good boy, let momma help you feel better."
I turn slightly, open the scissors wide and snip his
HUGE swollen testicle into the waiting dish. I look
back and Bob has his eyes closed and is whimpering,
trying to catch his breath and I console him. "It's
almost done lover, you are almost free of those mean
girls, free to live a happy life, you want that don't
you lover (my heart is racing, I slide one hand to my
pussy and my fingers find my clit. I twitch it a lil
and cum like crazy).
Dr Tia now has his right nut in her hand, and slowly
she pushes the ball inside to the side and then slices
the skin open. Slowly she works the ball out and begins
the process of tying it off. She says, "ok this is it,
this is the last one." I smile at Bob, he is so
confused and scared. He wants to please me, he sees I'm
so happy – "this must be a good thing," his mind is
thinking. "She wouldn't hurt me, she just wants what's
best for me," I can see him thinking to himself.
I lean over him and whisper, "You are such a good boy
for momma, you are making momma so proud – just one
more and it's all over – just one more and you can be
free and happy." I take the scissors and ask Bob, "are
you ready baby?," he nods. I whisper, "Do you want to
make momma happy?"
He replies almost in exhausted, "Yes, please make me
happy." Another tear rolls down his cheek, my thighs
are soaked as I have him lean a lil forward to watch.
I tell him, "Watch and remember how I freed you baby,"
and I slice the right nut off into the waiting dish. He
sighs, relieved, and Dr Tia gives him something to
sleep as she finishes removing all the excess skin and
cleaning up the wound.
Dr Tia tells me calmly while she is finishing that this
was the third one she's done this week. We smile at
each other and I promise here she'll see me again
before too long. She laughs, "I should hope so" and we
leave Bob to recover.
Bob was gone from home a week, he had left a note
saying he was running away. When he came back he told
of running into a female motor cycle gang and how the
girls raped him and took his man hood. He came by and
continued to mow our lawn for a while. I would kiss him
and have him eat me.
His cock got a little hard sometime, but it never was
over 6 inches and not as thick. When Bob went back to
school he didn't bother with sports, and got in with
the wrong crowd, doing drugs and skipping school. They
found him 2 days before Christmas that year, OD in his
garage from too much heroin – too bad. But at least he
is at peace now, at least he can rest and not worry
about his erection.
I remember wondering how sad his mom must be, right
before Christmas to lose her beautiful son, and my
pussy started to get wet. I thought about how peaceful
he had looked in the coffin at the funeral home, and my
pussy was getting soaked. As I rubbed my clit and
jammed 3 fingers deep inside me I recalled the sight on
the day after Christmas, everyone in black around the
grave, his mom crying hard as they laid a wreath on his
coffin and he slid into the ground.
I came and came and came again!
I remembered going over to her as it started to snow,
hugging her and having her thank me for hiring him and
how he loved coming over to help my husband and I. Then
the baby kicked inside me and I couldn't help but
wonder was this his son or daughter I was having? His
mom felt the kick as well, and smiled saying "life does
go on." I smiled back and hugged her again, reminding
her that when her younger son (now 12) is old enough he
could come over and do some yard work for us as well...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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