JOHN THE CUCKOLD by John P Copyright©2011 Chapter 6 The workmen arrive today to change the walk-in wardrobes. It was Katy's idea because June had kept mentioning to her that she wanted to see Uncle Bill fuck Daddy without having to peep around the doorway so she wouldn't be seen. So Katy had thought of the walk-in wardrobe idea. The plan was to make one long wardrobe that spanned our bedroom and June's, so it was possible to walk through the wardrobe from one room into the other. The doors would be fitted with two-way mirrors so that an observer could watch through the mirror at what was happening in the room without being seen. It would take two full days to complete and then my daughter would finally get her wish. Sex with her mother and me had made her more adventurous, more demanding, and when I fucked her, she would talk dirty to me. Her fascination with Katy's pregnancy showed no signs of abating and I would see her regularly nursing at Katy's breast, playing with Katy's clitoris and often kissing her big belly. The weird thing was that it turned me on too, kissing another man's baby inside my wife's big belly. I should have felt humiliated at the thought of my wife's adultery but it was strangely exciting to know that a REAL man had knocked her up. It's 7 a.m. now and I'm between June's legs, fucking my 11-year-old daughter before she goes to school. She's moaning as I thrust into her and she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me into her harder with each inward stroke. "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck a baby in me!" she cries and Katy listens in the next room, smiling as her daughter begs to be bred. 'She'll look beautiful when she's knocked up,' thinks Katy, picturing her child with her father's baby inside her big pregnant belly. 'It's a pity she hasn't started her periods yet,' Katy thinks and she smiles wistfully. "Do it to me, Daddy! Cum in me!" she cries and I can't hold back. My dick jerks inside her and the first gob of my hot spunk shoots inside her pussy, splattering the walls of her little vagina. She tightens her legs around me and cries out as she feels each shot of my seed being pumped into her. Although Katy's not in the room with us, June is crying out, "Mummy! Daddy's cumming in me! I can feel him, Mummy!" Her tight juvenile pussy is milking me, sucking the seed out of my balls, and I'm ecstatic as I fill my little girl with my spunk. The pulsing of my dick as I flood her cunt with spunk brings extra excitement to me; the desire to get her pregnant to reinforce my masculinity is something I need in my world of submission to others. Her beautiful eyes look up at me as I mate with her and I see the love there. She's using her body to stroke the seed out of me and I'm giving it willingly, joyfully even, and she loves me as I love her. "Oh Daddy, I do love you," she whispers as the jerking of my dick inside her stops and she kisses me while her pussy walls continue to milk me. "Promise you'll make me have a baby," she whispers and I say, "Yes, love. I promise." My balls are completely empty now, the sperm deep inside my little girl, and I want to lick her pussy, to clean her and taste my spunk again, along with her sex juices but it's late and she has to get ready for the school bus so I'll have to fore-go that pleasure. When I pull my dick out of her, she uses a tissue to dab at her pussy and heads for the bathroom. She's ready for school within minutes and she takes an extra pair of knickers to change into at school when my spunk will start to dribble out of her pussy and into her knickers. A quick tongue-kiss and she's gone, running for the bus which will arrive within the next 2 minutes. When it arrives, she boards it and goes to sit with her best friend, Rachel, who's 12. As they chatter, June begins to wriggle a little and says she's wet. Rachel asks shyly, "Are you... you know... feeling sexy?" "No, it's Daddy's cum leaking out," she says and then her hand goes to her mouth in horror as she realises what she's said. "I mean... errr...," but nothing comes into her head to explain that remark. Rachel looks at her as if she's just been slapped. "You mean...?" says Rachel. "Your daddy's been... you know...?" "Shush, Rachel," June says, looking around the bus to see if anybody overheard. Rachel's obviously excited now and wants to know exactly what her daddy's been doing to her friend. She whispers in June's ear, "Tell me, June. We're best friends, aren't we?" "Later, Rachel," she says and tries to think of what to say to her friend about her daddy's spunk. The bus arrives in front of the school and the girls get off, and June strides away with the intention of heading for the bathroom and Rachel follows her. They are very close friends and nothing seems unusual when Rachel follows her friend into a cubicle. When June pulls down her knickers, Rachel sees the spunk coating the gusset. "Wow!" whispers Rachel and puts her hand between her friend's legs and into her knickers to feel the viscous mess that has puddled there. "Is this your daddy's?" she asks softly, feeling the slippery mess with her fingertips. June nods and Rachel looks at her and whispers, "You lucky bitch!" "What?" June says, quite taken aback by her friend's comment. "You're lucky," she whispers, "Mummy won't let Daddy or Tim touch me." "What do you mean?" June asks, looking mystified by her friend's revelation. "She won't let your dad or your brother touch you?" "Yes," she whispers. "If they want sex, they have to do it with each other and not with us females." June tries to make some sense of what she's just been told but it's not sinking in. "Your daddy and your brother have to have sex with each other?" she asks, hoping for some clarity. "Yes," Rachel whispers, "and we watch them doing it, Mummy and me." Then she looks sheepish and whispers, "June, can I taste this spunk of your dad's?" "Sure," says June, wondering why she would want to. Then she looks on as Rachel puts her fingers in her mouth and sucks the spunk off them, going back down between June's legs to get some more. June gets a tingling feeling when her friend's fingers touch her pussy lips while searching for more of her daddy's spunk and she watches the fingers being sucked again to taste the cum. When Rachel's hand goes down once more between her friend's legs, June takes her wrist and whispers, "Please, Rachel, keep doing it," and Rachel understands. Rachel takes charge and tells June to sit on the bowl and then swiftly removes her soaking wet knickers. She opens her friend's legs wide and she kneels between them, and her head goes down to begin licking the spunk from June's pussy lips. She moans as Rachel's tongue excites her and she takes her friend's head in her hands, pulling her closer to her juvenile cunt. The lapping of her friend arouses June and she sighs and moans as her friend's tongue delves into her freshly-fucked little quim, searching out any spunk that might be reached. Rachel keeps touching June's clitoris with her tongue and she keeps jumping at each touch. She begins panting, holding her friend's head tighter as her climax approaches. "Rachel!" she cries out, not caring if she is heard, and begins to shudder as her friend continues to stroke her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. She trembles and her hips begin to buck, and Rachel must hold her tight to keep her in place while she rides her orgasm. She moans, groans and mews as her cum takes her over, pulling hard on Rachel's head to smother her with wet pussy. When her orgasm begins to subside, she releases Rachel's head and the 12-year-old can breathe again. Rachel stand and bends over, kissing June on her mouth and forcing her tongue between her still panting lips. June can taste the spunk and her own cum-juices on Rachel's tongue as she sucks it greedily and her arms go around Rachel's neck, whispering, "Thankyou," to her young lover. "I've always fancied you, June," whispers Rachel and June is surprised she didn't know. They kiss for a couple of minutes until they hear the school bell, then suddenly realise that they have to be in class in 5 minutes. June puts on some clean knickers and Rachel keeps her dirty ones, putting them inside her bag. June looks puzzled but she says nothing and they both move quickly to be in time for class. At lunch-time, they meet again and walk together to the far side of the football pitch and sit together on a grassy bank. June asks the question that's been burning in her brain all morning, the one about what Rachel's family do. "Mum doesn't want Dad or Tim to touch me because she thinks they might get me pregnant. She doesn't want any more babies either so she won't have sex with Dad any more. Instead, if one of them gets horny, she makes them do it with each other. It's real sexy to watch them and I always play with myself or with Mum till we make ourselves cum. I don't think they liked it at first but after a couple of times, they really liked it. They were kissing each other as well. Tim's 14 but his cock is almost as thick as Dad's, just not as long." June remembers what happens between her daddy and Uncle Bill, and she understands her friend's enthusiasm at seeing it all. Rachel goes on, "I like to watch them suck each other's cocks and when they cum, I watch the spunk as they shoot it into each other's mouth. I never get to taste it though, never get to touch it. That's why I wanted your daddy's spunk this morning. It feels lovely, June, and it tastes nice, especially when I can taste you too." She takes June's hand and squeezes it, looking into her eyes. "When they fuck each other, it's really hot, and I watch, just wishing that one of them were thrusting into me. I'd love to feel a cock inside me, I'd just love it, I know I would," says Rachel and she looks wistful. "Tell me, June, tell me what it's like to have a cock inside you. Does it hurt? Do you like it a lot? Does your daddy like to do it a lot? Go on, tell me, please." June thinks for a second and them replies, "It's wonderful, Rachel. I can't get enough of it. Daddy really loves me and he puts it in me anytime I want. He likes to suck his spunk out of me too." "What does your mum say about it?" Rachel asks. "She helps him sometimes," says June. "She likes to watch him do it to me. She's pregnant, you know, 7 months. Her tits are really big now and she has long nipples and I like to suck them, just like Daddy does." "I wish I could watch your daddy doing it to you, you know, just to see what it looks like," says Rachel. "Rachel?" says June and she looks at her. "Why did you keep my dirty knickers?" "I'm going to ask Tim to wear them," Rachel says, "next time that Dad fucks him. I'll pretend it's you that Dad's fucking. You don't mind, do you?" "No, of course I don't mind. Why don't you come over sometime and I'll get Daddy to fuck me while you watch? Would you like that?" "You mean it? You really mean it? Would he let me hold it, do you think? That would be great, just... great!" The child was effusive, her eyes sparkling at the possibility of watching her friend take her daddy's cock up inside her, maybe even get to touch it! "I'll ask," says June, "but I'm sure it will be OK." Three days later, Barbara comes over to our house and we have to go shopping. Katy and June are to come with us to offer advice and I'm dreading what they'll make me do. Barbara talks of her old friend, Helen, who owns the shop and highlights the fact that her discretion is of paramount importance. Visits to the shop are by appointment only which ensures the privacy and discretion that is the hallmark of Helen's boutique. We drive for 40 minutes and eventually park in front of a small shop premises with no window and a large wooden door. In fact, it doesn't look like a shop at all. When Barbara knocks, it's opened by a tall woman, early 30s and short black hair. She wears thigh-high boots and a black leather choker around her neck that has small studs throughout its length. A red basque completes her ensemble and I wonder to what kind of a place Barbara has brought us. We are invited in and the door is firmly bolted behind us, and the woman leads us into a room that does look like a shop. There are stands everywhere with garments on display and glass cases full of what can only be described as sex toys. Barbara hugs the woman and says, "Hallo, Helen. How are you, love?" to which she replies, "I'm fine. It's been a while, Barbara, but it's so nice to see you again. How are you? No Bill today?" she asks and Barbara says no. The introductions are made and Helen asks us to sit, and she indicates a luxuriously upholstered red chaise-longue with a deep-buttoned back and ornately carved wooden legs from some dark wood, probably walnut. We are asked for our preference in drinks and a female assistant who has stood silently by goes off to make them. While she's gone, Barbara tells Helen the purpose of our visit. "We need to buy some knickers for John and to look at some toys for us girls to use." "Of course," says Helen. "Would you care to disrobe, John? Then we can measure for the correct fit. You'll find a robe inside the changing room there in the corner." I look at Katy but I see no change in her expression so I reluctantly take myself over to the changing room as I've been told. The robe turns out to be actually a peignoir and it's sheer, made from a flimsy material that is virtually see-through. God! What do I do now? I strip off my clothes until I'm naked and don the peignoir, feeling very foolish and wondering if I dare show myself. When I haven't reappeared after 10 minutes, Barbara comes to find me. "What's the hold-up, John?" she asks and I reply, "Look at this. I can't go out there looking like this." She looks me up and down and says, "You look lovely. Come on, we're all waiting for you," and she waits until I start to exit the changing room. "That looks gorgeous, John," says Katy and I notice that June's studying my cock which is plainly visible through the material. Helen comes with a tape-measure and asks me to disrobe, showing not the least embarrassment when I take off the peignoir and lay it gently over the back of the chaise-longue. As I stand there naked, the assistant arrives with the drinks and deposits them on a side-table, taking no notice of me at all. As Helen takes measurements, all 3 women watch her and I begin to become embarrassed myself when I feel my dick begin to rise. Oh Christ! Oh Jesus! It's been noticed, of course, and I'm beginning to blush. Helen says quietly, "We need your dick to be flaccid for the fitting of panties so you'll need to take care of it, unless one of the ladies would like to do it for you." She looks around and, seeing no response, goes behind a counter and returns with a small stainless-steel bowl. I look around the women desperately but nobody moves. Helen whispers, "Just wank yourself and cum in the bowl. I'll hold the bowl until you're finished." I'm supposed to wank myself while 4 women watch? No, this can't be happening. But of course I have to do it. So they all watch as my hairless dick is wanked by my right hand as I fondle my balls with the left. Eventually my hot spunk shoots into the bowl and Helen remains in front of me, waiting for the last of the dribbles to leave my dick before she gives the bowl to her assistant who takes it away. Now that my dick is soft, some knickers are brought for the girls to inspect and finally I have to try on what they have chosen for me. I stand before them with each pair and they all look critically, even June, and feel my genitals and bottom through the material of each pair. I glance into a full-length mirror to see how they look and I'm pleasantly surprised how arousing it is to wear them. Two mini-skirts are chosen for me too and two shorty nighties, and I thrill as all the girls compliment me on how sexy I look. June whispers, "Wow! You look gorgeous, Daddy!" and her hand goes under my skirt and she fondles my little dick through my pink nylon knickers. As she feels me, my dick starts to rise again and she whispers, "I like you in this stuff. Will you wear it for me at home, Daddy?" and I whisper that I will. "Is that everything you need for the beautiful John?" Helen asks and Barbara says that it is. "Can I get something for you other ladies?" she says to the girls and I haven't missed the significance of the words 'other ladies'. I suppose that's how they see me now and I blush at the thought. Are they mentally castrating me? Am I to be a eunuch now? "We need some cocks," says Barbara, "to use on John. With straps." Helen goes off to find what's required and June's looking perplexed, trying to imagine what a cock with straps can possibly be. I'm blushing furiously now, still dressed in my mini-skirt and knickers, and when Helen returns, she has her arms full of a selection of strap-on dildos, all perfect replicas of male genitals, complete with balls. I'm not consulted, of course, as the girls sort through what Helen has brought but I'm alarmed when I see some that are enormous in thickness and length. My 11-year-old daughter feels the rubber cocks, stroking them and feeling the leather straps, and at last it's dawned on her the purpose to which they will be put. When she looks up at me, I blush again but she smiles in that loving way she has. "This is our new range," Helen explains. "There's a special piece that's built into these which fits against the clitoris. When they are strapped into place, you will feel the piece and when you fuck, it hits your clitoris at the same time and makes you cum. These are our best-sellers now." Barbara and Katy show special interest in them and Helen speaks to June. "I will find a smaller one for you, sweety. I have smaller sizes for younger girls so if you slip your knickers off, I'll find one that's perfect for you." I watch as June stands and pulls her knickers down, taking them off completely over her feet. Her skirt is in her way so she pulls that off too. She's watching me as she does it and I swear that she's teasing me with her perfect little pussy because she's placed her fingers each side of her labia, pulling them apart so I can see the pink of her little slit. The little minx is taunting me, teasing her daddy. When Helen returns, she brings with her two models. She explains, "These will look good when you wear them. They are the size of 12-year-old boys' dicks, replicas of the real thing. The balls are small too, just like a young boy's. Do you want to try one?" and June says yes straight away. Katy and Barbara watch as Helen sinks to her knees and begins to strap the rubber cock to June's hips and between her legs, and once it's in place, June cries out, "I can feel it! I can feel it against my little button!" June walks over to Mum and Aunty Barbara and they both feel the fit and take the opportunity to stroke the 4-inch flesh-coloured rubber penis. I have to admit that it does look good on her and when she comes to me and asks me to feel it, I blush again but I start to wank it as she watches. "Daddy," she whispers, "can I have it? Please?" and she looks at me with the doe-eyes she's recently discovered always work on me. "Of course you can," I say and she hugs me, forgetting for the moment her new dick which pokes me just under my balls. "I can't wait to fuck you with my new dick," she whispers into my ear and I must admit I'm looking forward to feeling my little girl's dick thrust inside me. Barbara has been fitted with her new cock too and she looks meaningfully at me as she says, "I bet this can give a lot of pleasure," although I'm sure she must be thinking about her own pleasure rather than anybody else's. Katy, enormous in her pregnancy, can't be measured or provided with a rubber cock but Barbara promises her that when the baby is born, they will share Barbara's until Katy gets her own. Reluctantly I change out of my girl clothes and they are packed together with all the other purchases and I'm presented with the bill. Once I've paid it, Helen says quietly to me, "I hope you come back again. The stuff you've bought really suits you. It makes you look very sexy." I blush and then we leave, Barbara leading us all to the car. June holds my hand, squeezing it as she says, "I can't wait to get home, Daddy. I do love you."