"After orally attending to his wife, the husband, may find his wife requiring him to wear a rubber sheath, thereby prohibiting him from enjoying her hot, wet, and raw, on a prick skin to soft wet pussy flesh basis.

"Additionally, the wife may also come home inseminated by this other man, or men, and present the baby to her husband as his and her child.

"However, a very secure man would not flinch a bit, but accept all I've described in the knowledge that his love is unselfish and that the love his wife has for him is not based solely on physical endowments, but strong emotional bonds. Yes, Kevin, others may fuck and fill her cunt many times, but you should be comforted knowing that others can't take her away from you just because they can fuck here better, or even if they knock her up with child. Her love for you will still bring her back home, even with the other man's child that she will deliver and add to your growing family, composed entirely of children she's had from her affairs with other men.

"The mere fact that others will clearly see that you didn't sire any of your kids, will send a very strong signal to other men that your marital bond is too strong for some home wrecking stud to break up. Sure, the stud may convince your wife to add his offspring to your family, but by him not being able to convince her to leave you or break up your marriage, now that's true love Kevin. That's what Karen can give you as your wife."

I recalled my mother-in-law's words of wisdom that were told me sometime ago right after my marriage. They were a bombshell to me then, and as I ponder them today, they still have a similar effect as they did when she first spoke them.

However, I've learned to live with and accept the conditions of my marriage. I do still love Karen a great deal, even though she and I have had to deal with the consequences of her urges to fuck big brawny, well endowed, handsome men.

Whenever she gets a yearning to risk pregnancy by fucking them unprotected, and almost always feeding me their fuck juices from her messy sloppy snatch, I do my part of helping her to deal with her wicked craving. I lay back and let her grind her wet mucky semen soaked pussy over my licking sucking mouth. I grip her gyrating bucking hips just the way I know it pleases her and feast on her oozing cunt smothering my face.

After she settles down from her very exhilarating orgasm or two or three, which she usually has, as a result of my tonguemanship and suckmanship, we talk very earnestly about the foolish irresponsibility of her actions as well as the wickedness of her wanting me to eat her messy and very spermy creampie she and her illicit lover, or lovers, or strangers, made for me.

Many times I know this is all the pussy her temperament will let me have, so I live with it and make the best of things.

However, after she settles down, I really chide her for being so wanton, sexually salacious, and humiliating me in the process, her faithful, even if under-endowed husband. Call it tough love, but I do what I have to do to make her realize that she has to take accountability for her actions.

"Thank you darling. You are so understanding Kevin; I don't know what I would do without you. Your pussy sucking is therapeutic as well as has a birth control effect too.

I know her condition has grasped her again, when she has me helping her get ready for another night on the town. I hate getting her all dolled up to go out with some big dick stud, but I know it's useless to try and stop her when she has the urge. The best thing to do is let it run it's course and support her in any way I can.

I often get some early warning of when her condition starts to kick in. It often happens up to a day or two before she gets ready for her dates.

The first sign is messages from strange or familiar men calling to speak to her or leaving messages for her. Generally, the ones who leave messages are those that know me. Many of the messages are rather graphic and lurid. I couldn't believe the gauss of one of my co- workers named Lance. He gave me the following phone message to give to my wife.

"My pole is hard as iron. I need you to get the stiffness out. Come by as soon as you can, or call me, I'll pick you up."

As you can discern, her men friends don't afford me much respect.

Reader, please forgive my rambling as I tell this story. I guess I need to give you more background about my situation. A good place to start is after our wedding, when my new wife and I started out on our honeymoon.

*** AFTER THE WEDDING ***

"K-Karen, I-I can't believe y-you're taking this so calmly. Y-You've been raped by 6 men... a-and their p- penises w-were so big. Y-You're don't e-even seemed tired o-or upset."

"Somewhat tired, but very, very relaxed and very contented, Kevin darling. That's what happens when big pricks meet a hot juicy pussy. Besides, did you forget you also were a partaker of those rock hard boners too? You really looked cute with one in your mouth and up your rear together. You really seemed to handle yourself very well to be a virgin cocksucker and to have had your virgin ass pussy cherry busted."

"P-Please Karen. I-I had no choice. I-I admit I was scared and terrified. I-I was still shaking so bad that's why I-I suggested you drive. I-I also did it to protect you, since they said that if I-I submitted to them, they w-wouldn't hurt us, especially you. I-I just thought they were a bunch of rough gays. I-I was surprised that they d-did you too."

"You really proved your love for me tonight darling. I'll never forget that you sucked six big dicks, including three black ones, and got fucked up your ass by four of them. You really took those big rods with little trouble. You sure you haven't been getting shagged before?"

"K-Karen! H-How can you joke at a time like this! Of course not. The reason I-I took them so easy was the proctoscope exam. Remember the physical your folks insisted I take? I went to the doctor this morning, just like they told me I had to. Your father insisted I go. He got the appointment. He wanted me to go before we left on our honeymoon, a-and this morning was the only time the doctor could work me in. T-That's where I went this morning."

"Daddy has always been a health nut. Well in this case, an ounce of prevention was truly worth a pound of cure."

"It was?"

"Yes. If you hadn't been properly opened up and lubed by the doctor, those big beautiful cocks would've had you really hurting back there. You only seemed to be more embarrassed now more than anything else."

"I-I guess that's one perspective. But seriously Karen, d-don't you think w-we should report this to the police or something? Like I said earlier, s-since it would be too embarrassing to include w-what happened to me, w-we could just report what..."

"Kevin darling, it's either both of us or neither of us. I don't want my name splattered all over the paper as being a rape victim. Besides, their big dicks were a nice bonus for the start of our honeymoon. It isn't every day a new bride gets a free gang bang as a wedding gift."

"K-Karen! H-How can you joke about..."

"No joke, just fact."

"B-But y-you've been telling me for the last year and a half t-that size d-didn't matter if-if two people loved each other."

"That's true between you and I. Your size doesn't matter to me because you have so many other good qualities I need and want in a husband, not to mention your tongue. As long as you work your tongue and lips on and in my pussy the way you do, and suck up my pussy cream, "your" cock size is immaterial."

Kevin winced at his new bride's emphasis on the word `your'.

"S-Since you mentioned t-that. K-Karen, I-I wanted to-to tell you that your p-pussy, a-after they h-had intercourse with y-you, looked, a-and t-tasted, a-and even smelled the same way as it does when you said it was that way because you were thinking of me sexing you with my mouth. I-I don't know h-how to say o-or ask this, b-but h-have you b-been honest with me about..."

Kevin, choked as he tried to finish the very embarrassing statement, as he was bothered immensely at the answer he might get, but it was a question that he knew he had to ask. His new bride helped him out.

"I was wondering when you'd get around to that. No Kevin darling, I haven't been honest with you. I've been letting you eat other men's semen out of my fucked pussy for the whole time you've been pleasing me with your mouth. There, now I've said it. I've been honest about those two things. This is good for us to get our marriage started with a clean slate."

Her words made me sick, not physically, but emotionally. After all, I'd recognized the taste of cum after the first thug creamed down my throat. I was too scared to get sick, especially when I thought about how similar it was to the substance I regularly sucked and swallowed form my lovely fiancee's wet, reddish and slightly swollen cunt lips. I thought originally it was just a coincidence until the rape thugs had me clean her well- fucked pussy orally between the fucks they gave her.

"K-Karen, h-how could you d-do this to me? D-Do you love o-or care for m-me a-at all?"

"It's because I love you so much is the reason I fed you my gooey snatch made that way by men who don't love me the person, as opposed to me the easy piece of ass. Your innocence and naivete, just made me emotionally love you even more than I could any other man. You see, my deep love involves making sure you will give me unselfish love. That's the only way I can feel a deep emotional loving bond to the man I want to be my husband. Your virginity and lack of sexual experience set the stage for me to help you become the husband of my dreams. So you see my love, what I did, I did for us and to bond us closer."

Virtually speechless, I sat silent as I recalled all the many times I'd pleased my new wife orally, before our wedding.

After a while I broke the silence.

"K-Karen, h-how many different m-men are we talking about?"

"Oh, at least, uh, over a hundred. That is, while we were dating and engaged. I guess you might refer to me as a slut, honey. I have a hard time turning down big hard dicks when they are offered to me."

I again went silent for a few more moments. She was driving at the time. I also noticed something of a slight smirking smile on her face, in the dim light of the vehicle, as she peered into the lighted darkness of the highway. She then broke the silence.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"K-Karen, y-you can't expect u-us to stay married a- after all this."

"Why not? You still love me, don't you?"

"W-Well yes, b-but, oh, I-I don't know. S-So much has happened today. It-It's not every day one gets married, raped, and find out his new bride is a slut who has been feeding him her fuck juices mixed with that of over a 100 men over 15 months."

By this time we were pulling into the driveway at Karen's parent's home. It'd only been eight hours ago since we'd departed there to begin our honeymoon. We decided to return to Karen's home since it was relatively close and would give us a place to regroup, compose, and of course clean up after our ordeal.

I told my in-laws everything, as best I could, in a factual manner. However, to my surprise, Karen, my new wife, constantly chimed in with words that praised our attackers' cock size, longevity before coming, and the amount of semen they produced. She did so with alacrity and cheerfulness in her voice, rather than with any indications that she'd been terrorized and brutally raped.

I, to say the least, was very displeased at her actions.

"Kevin, I understand you not wanting it to be known you two were raped, but it is a bit unfair for Karen to carry the burden of that without you doing the same. However, Kevin, if they catch the scoundrels, it'll come out anyway." Karen's mother said as she sipped leisurely on a drink.

"That's right Kevin. However, since you two raped lovebirds can't come to agreement on reporting the incident to the police, and neither of you were really harmed, why not just forget about it. Now why don't we all get some sleep and look upon tomorrow as a new day." Karen's father said as we sat around the kitchen table partaking of snacks and drinks.

I didn't like the idea or could believe Karen's parents took this whole incident so calmly. However, I was too tired and frustrated to do anything else other than get some sleep. I was really upset that my new wife seemed to relish what had occurred.

After retiring to bed, I couldn't quite settle down mentally. I considered asking my new bride for sex, but she quickly took care of that for me.

"Kevin darling, it's a shame you didn't get some first before the guys, especially since I'm just too tired now. Goodnight darling, I'll take care of you tomorrow. Okay? And don't look so downtrodden and looking like you've lost you last friend. I'm your wife now. I love you despite all the things that have happened. We're going to start with a clean slate so we can get this marriage off to a good start. Anyway, get some sleep; I have some more good news about us tomorrow. Good night, I-I'm soooo tired." Karen was fast asleep in a few seconds as I looked down upon her beautiful enticing form.

*** A SECRET CHAT WITH MY IN-LAWS ***

I was awaken early by Karen's father and asked to come to the kitchen for a talk. He did so in a way that didn't disturb his daughter. She didn't seem to notice as I slipped from the bed and went downstairs. Karen's mother was up too. She'd prepared a hot pot of coffee.

"Morning, my new son-in-law."

I returned my new mother-in-law's greeting.

As I took my first sip of the hot coffee, I wondered what was behind this meeting.

To my utter surprise, I would soon find out in a way I'd never imagined.

My in-laws told me they wanted me to watch a video and explain a few things to me, while Karen was still sleeping. It was then that Mr. Rich pressed the VCR remote and the TV screen lit up with scenes that instantly looked rather familiar to me. After a few moments, it hit me like a rock. It was a videotape of me and my new bride being raped.

Bewildered and speechless, I had all sorts of questions as to how they'd gotten such a tape. It took me a few moments to settle down. I was very disturbed and devastated at the explanation given me.

"Yes Kevin, it was dirty of us to have six men rape you two, on the day of your wedding, especially before you even got some of her first." Mr. Rich, Karen's father said.

"Yes it was Kevin dear, but it was the only way we knew to give you the incentive you needed to stay married to Karen after you found out the real truth about your new bride, our daughter. We weren't worried about Karen being fucked by a strange group of big dick men. We knew she could handle that many dicks and more as well as what the guys had in their pants. However, we didn't mean for the biggest cocks to fuck you, only the smaller ones, at least that's what the men promised my husband. Isn't that right dear?"

"That's right Kevin, but they told us your ass was too good looking to pass up, especially since they got their dick heads in so easily. They said after that, it seemed like your ass was made to be fucked. Once that was known, your ass pussy became a cock magnet too. You aren't queer or have been fucked before have you?"

"Of course not! Mr. Rich, your having had me go take that morning physical at the doctor in the early morning was all part of the plan wasn't it? That is to take an enema and get my ass hole stretched under the guise of a colon exam. Wasn't it?"

"I told you this kid was sharp, didn't I?" He said directing his words at this wife, all the while wearing a wide grin on his face.

"He is very perceptive. An excellent quality he'll need as our son-in-law. Kevin, we knew you were the right man to marry our daughter. You two hit it off so well. You were logical, rather reserved, and in a word just plain nice." My new bride's father said as I sat astonished and shocked at what had recently been revealed.

True, I wasn't physically hurt in the rape, but more ashamed than anything. After all Id swallowed 8 hot heavy gooey slimy loads of jism and been fucked up my ass 4 times.

I was so dumfounded that everything had been videotaped for the rapist's clients, my in-laws.

"Yes Kevin dear, you were ideal for our Karen in so many ways, especially your naivete, and acclimated taste for used drippy pussy. You were the answer to a prayer, especially after you were willing to be content with just a peck on the cheek for several weeks, then a French Kiss, then a cunt kiss, and later a cunt suck, rather than demanding to get in her pussy, like almost all her dates did, and usually on their first date." My new mother-in-law's words kept him speechless.

"Yes Kevin you were indeed a blessing to us. The real reason is that we wanted to make sure our little girl was properly married if she ever got the urge to have babies by the well-endowed men she likes to fuck. You see, her mother and I knew that sooner or later she or some uncaring low life was going to force the issue and demand she get swollen to prove her love to either him or his big dick. Men who are hung generally think they're not bound to any one woman, especially one they talk into letting them knock her up."

"My husband's right Kevin dear. We knew it would just be a matter of time. Our daughter is somewhat of a tramp, but we wanted her to be properly married and have a "nice" husband who could be a helpmate to her should she starts such a thing." Mrs. Rich, his mother-in-law didn't bat an eyelash as she spoke and characterized her daughter, Kevin's new wife, so negatively.

"Y-You c-can't mean s-she'd do that t-to me besides t- the other t-thing that she's..." Kevin finally was able to speak, but stammered badly at all the new heretofore- unknown information he'd never dreamed could ever be told him.

"Not only can, but has done. Yes Kevin, besides feeding you her juicy pussy, which had other men's fuck in it 99% of the time, we're going to be grandparents and you a daddy. You married a pregnant tramp, our daughter. She let us know, hasn't she told you yet?"

Upon hearing this more devastating news, I stood straight up, and not knowing what else to do, slumped back down in my chair. After all, so much had happened to him in the last 24 hours. I felt a twinge in my rear as I sat down. An obvious reminder of the big spurting dicks that had been in me over the last 24 hours.

"Kevin, you're a logical fellow. One who is a careful thinker who analyses things before he acts. We're counting on your good judgment to see that our daughter's problem, is one that'll have to run its course. You know, burn itself out. I know she'll be able to overcome her little malady with you by her side as a loving caring spouse." Karen's Father, Mr. Rich spoke in such an endearing tone.

"Yes Kevin, Karen is a good girl. Her only problem is that she likes to put out, and I really mean put out, to men who are hung and basically see her as an easy piece. It thrills her to be an easy piece."

"My wife is right Kevin, our daughter is still going through a stage where her sexual hypersensitivity was higher than normal during puberty and hasn't come down to the more modest levels one would expect for a young woman her age. The best thing to happen and come along in her life, and she admits it frequently, is you. She sees you as someone to help dampen this anomalous lusty streak in her makeup."

"It can be a mean streak at times, in her otherwise gentle nature. She adores your innocence and caring affectionate nature. It's also the reason she wouldn't get off any for you - that is, wouldn't let you put it in - and only let you eventually lick her muff, for the time you two were steadies and engaged." Karen's mother spoke in a serious tone. However, the slight smirking grin on my father-in-law's face didn't set well with me.

I could only look at them both in wonderment.

"She told us every time she fed you her used, oozing juicy snatch. She knew it was wrong, but it thrilled and exhilarated her so to know that you, Mr. Nice, was eating another man's `fuck slime' - her word's Kevin, not ours." The same smile, now on Mrs. Rich's face, was no better. Kevin could only hang his head in despair at what had happened, and was happening to him.

"Yes Kevin, we know you to be a person who weighs the facts and looks at things in a clear light. We see you as a new husband that knows he's nowhere as endowed as the men his new bride is attracted too and almost always has, or will have sex with. Now that she has bitten off the forbidden tree of getting pregnant by such men, she at least has a loving husband to bring the babies of her adulterous sluttish fucking home to. Being her helpmate and in love with her too, you must be prepared to accept her activities and forgive her by accepting these babies your own, without probing interrogative questions. People who love each other don't point fingers at each other, and they never fail to forgive each other, as many times as necessary." Karen's father said.

"Yes Kevin, you must not be too proud to accept and love babies your new wife will have by other men. You must accept them as your own children and raise them as such. My husband and I see you as an honest upright caring husband that won't stoop so low as to let the innocence of the babies brought to you, hinder you from being secure in your manhood or from performing your husbandly duties and obligations for babies delivered by your wife." Mrs. Rich spoke.

"Yes my son, we see you as very secure in your convictions of love for our daughter and just can't envision you not doing the right things. Things such as not being overwhelmed by teasing tormenting rumors that your close friends, co-workers, maybe even your bosses and/or church members are fucking your lovely wife and may even father a few kids for your growing family." Mr. Rich spoke again.

"And Kevin, even though she's a very nice girl at heart and in general will be a great wife to you and mother, her pleasure of humiliating you a bit will be too much of a temptation for her to resist. It's mean of her to do so, but you'll have to adapt to her not so secret lovers and studs knowing that she'll probably demand you wear a prophylactic when she's not pregnant and that you'll always suck her gooey snatch, especially after she's been out on dates. As you might suspect, they more than likely won't use rubbers whether she's pregnant or not. And Kevin, other women for you are not part of the equation. If you do, we're prepared to use this video to ruin you if you cheat on our daughter. You see, we'll edit out all the parts about her and it'll just show you pleasing a bunch of big dick men in a leisurely manner." Mrs. Rich spoke in a very straightforward manner that had an imperious tone to it.

"Kevin, if nothing else, being married will help you get over being jealous. You can't get hung up over others fucking her. Maybe jealous of another sucking her cunt after it's fucked and filled, that is, unless someone gives you some competition in an area, otherwise that you should be the sole master of that domain." Mr. Rich said.

"And Kevin, after the first couple of kids, you'll lose all remnants of insecurity at not helping make kids in your wife. You'll become less sensitive as others populate your wife's womb and your family for you." Again, Mrs. Rich's words may have been well meaning, but what she said and that look on her face made me cringe, as well as very red in the face.

It was at this point that Karen walked in and joined in on the strange, on-going conversation.

After discovering her parent's scheme that had been perpetrated upon us, Karen was elated and thanked them for such a wonderful gift. She also told me her planned surprise, which now had been revealed earlier by her parents. In a cavalier manner, she proclaimed she thought she knew who the father was, but will be sure when the baby is born.

Her parents didn't seem the least bit surprised. It seems that I was the only one that was shocked.

OUR MARRIAGE OVER THE YEARS

As we re-started our honeymoon the next day, I could tell my ass was feeling more normal. I wish my in-laws hadn't done this to me. Sucking 6 men's dicks was bad enough - I wonder why so many? I guess they were right. With so many, I did get relaxed and accepting of what the men wanted of me. Apparently, it showed on the video. After the second iron hard cock was thrust in me, it didn't appear I was offering much, if any, resistance. Hence, I guess someone could easily get the impression I was a white sissy queer, willingly giving up head and ass and letting a group of well-hung black dudes pull a train on me.

If I didn't want to be ruined professionally, I had no choice but to be a good husband to my new slut-bride.

I know it's useless to resist having my wife straddle my upturned head with her adulterous sopping wet cunt, slimy, and drippy with viscous fuck fluids of another man, or men, as she scrubs and rubs my face with her snatch. I do what she desires of me. I simply lick, suck and swallow.

However, I have to admit, I've become acclimated to the taste and the delight of hearing her moan and get off because of my tongue action. I've tried to convince myself that I don't enjoy being smothered by used pussy. A pussy that many others fuck and one I suck more than I fuck. However, I keep wondering why I get such a strong erection as I tongue clean the oozing creamy spent sperm of so many men.

After Karen had her fourth baby from one of her many lovers, I finally resigned myself to being a daddy for other men's kids, but never the real father of children bearing my name. I lamented at the time it was taking for my wife's sluttish streak to run its course and burn itself out - her parent's prediction, remember?

On the other hand, my wife's philosophy doesn't seem to have a timetable.

"Kevin honey, the only way I see to get men to stop hounding me for some, is to put out and fuck them until they're too tired to want more."

The End