JOHN THE CUCKOLD


                              by John P

                           Copyright© 2011


Chapter 9

The next morning, I hide behind the door in the bathroom, waiting
for Rachel to appear. I'm naked and horny for the brown-skinned
12-year-old, and I want what I got yesterday from her. However,
when she arrives, June is with her and the girls are both naked.

June looks startled as I attack Rachel, forcing her to the floor
and lying on top of her. She soon sees what's happening though
and I'll get her to help me to subdue the 'victim' of the rape
which is about to take place.

"Don't fight him, Rachel. He's bigger than you!" cries June but
Rachel continues to struggle, to try and get away from me.

"Please, mister," says June, acting out the role of friend who
wants to save her, "don't hurt her. She'll let you do it, won't
you, Rachel?"

"No! Leave me alone! Get off me, mister!" Rachel tries to buck me
off her and pummels my back with her fists.

"Hold the little bitch's arms or I'll rape you too!" I growl at
June and she kneels at her friend's head, pulling Rachel's arms
together and holding them under her knees.

"Don't fight him! Just let him fuck you and then he'll leave us
alone," June tries to reason with her friend.

Rachel's having none of this though and she begins to beg.
"Please, mister, I'll do anything. Just don't fuck me... please."

June's watching my stiff dick poised at her friend's pussy and I
can see the excitement in her face. She's enjoying this, watching
her friend squirm beneath me. I decide to bring her more into the
action and I think of the perfect way.

"Sit on your friend's face or I'll hurt her!" I say in a
threatening manner and she moves to straddle Rachel's head,
facing away from me. In this position, Rachel's arms are pinned
under June's legs and I can start to violate my young victim.

"No, mister, no! Don't cum in me, mister! Please don't make me
have a baby. Please... please... don't cum in me. I'll suck you,
mister," she says, hoping her last offer will dissuade me from
shooting my spunk inside her cute little pussy. "Mister...
mister... please... no... don't..."

I find that Rachel's pussy is soaking wet when I push two fingers
inside her. She's really aroused with this rape scene and I have
to admit to becoming aroused too.

"Sit down on her face!" I snarl at June and she lowers herself,
making Rachel's protests unintelligible.

My dick, poised and lubricated by Rachel's juices, is ready and I
force it into her pussy-hole. My knob slides in and Rachel's
scream is muffled by the little girl's pussy that covers her
face. As I begin to fuck my 'victim', her arms are flailing as
much as they are able, restricted by June's legs holding them
down at the elbows.

"Mmffm... mmfff... Mmffmm!" Rachel's protests are in vain because
it's too late. I'm fucking the child, holding her legs up in the
crook of my arms, violating the child's body in my lust for her.
Her breasts are brown and firm and I watch them wobble slightly
with every thrust into her pussy. The darker nipples on top of
each breast are erect and hard, and I wonder if it's me who's
caused it or June's pussy on her face.

I can't last long, of course, and I have to tell her what I'm
going to do.

"I'm going to cum in you, little girl. You're going to get lots
of hot spunk!" I say and Rachel begins to thrash about, trying to
stop the inevitable from happening.

June lifts up slightly, reluctantly leaving the tongue that's
been licking her in a most satisfactory manner, so that Rachel
can beg.

"NO! Please... don't put spunk in me! Please... please!" Rachel
begs and I grin as I realise that I'll cum in seconds.

My balls are boiling and they've been drawn up into my groin. I
feel the first spurt of spunk leave my dick and shoot into the
little girl's pussy, my dick jerking time after time as more
spunk is expelled by my body to be shot deep into hers.

"June!" she screams. "June! I can feel it! He's cumming in me!"
Rachel's outburst is cut short as June lowers herself onto her
friend's face and Rachel's tongue works fast and furiously on the
little pussy above her, licking and tongue-fucking her friend.
The tip of her tongue finds June's clitoris and she rubs it
vigorously, making June shudder as her she cums too.

I'm pumping spunk into Rachel and June is filling her mouth with
cum-juice. The brown-skinned girl is responsible for making
father and daughter climax together; a remarkable child.

I release her legs but stay with my dick plugging her hot and
very wet pussy, letting the last of my seed drain into the pretty
child's vagina. The last of June's shudders has gone and she
trembles on weak knees as she hovers over Rachel's face, trying
not to collapse onto her face and suffocate her. Rachel's tongue
licks where it can reach, savouring her friend's cum-juice as it
passes over her tongue before being swallowed.

When I'm sure she has all my seed inside her, I pull out gently
from young Rachel's pussy and stand up. My daughter has finished
cumming too and I help her to stand and we both look down at the
victim of this terrible rape. Her eyes are closed and her face is
shiny with the juice from her friend, and my spunk seeps from her
well-used pussy-hole.

Rachel opens her eyes and looks up at me. "Thanks, John, and you
too, June. It was so good," she says and June lies next to her,
kissing her tenderly.

"I think I need to clean you up," June says, starting with her
face and then progressing to the mess between Rachel's legs. I
kneel by Rachel's head and offer her the dick which has just
raped her and she licks it, sucking the knob into her mouth and
cleaning my spunk and her juices off it before licking the shaft
of my now flaccid dick.

I watch them until Katy calls me from our bedroom with news from
Barbara. She's phoned to say that Bill is coming over and he
wants me in skirt and knickers to greet him when he gets here. Oh
shit! The girls are here. I don't want him seeing them or else
he'll take June from me and fuck her himself and forbid me from
ever cumming inside her again.

Back in the bathroom, Rachel is cumming on June's tongue and the
little brown-skinned girl is shuddering and bucking her hips
against my daughter's face. I need to tell the girls to stay in
June's room when he arrives but I wait until their love-making is
finished before I give them the news. June is fully aware of what
will happen, of course, but I'd rather Rachel didn't see my
humiliation at Bill's hands. I'm her rapist, after all, and I
have to be seen as a real man.

Bill arrives 20 minutes later and I greet him at the door wearing
my mini-skirt and some clean white see-through knickers. He
kisses me on the doorstep and I hope that none of the neighbours
have seen me dressed that way or accepting a kiss from a macho
man like Bill.

Katy has stayed in bed because she knew that's where she would
have to be when Bill arrived. Once inside the front door, Bill
kisses me, thrusting his manly tongue inside my mouth as he
gropes me, playing with my bottom through my skimpy knickers. My
dick responds and he feels the evidence, his hand squeezing my
little dick.

"My," he says, laughing at me, "you are a little hottie, aren't
you?" I blush a deep red, feeling humiliated as he treats me like
a girl instead of the man I am. "Where's Katy?" and I point to
the stairs, indicating that she waits in our marital bed for her
lover to fuck her. "Come on, sweety, let's go," he says and I
follow him upstairs to where Katy lies there naked on the bed.

"Hallo, Bill. I hope you've come to fuck me," she says, smiling
broadly. He bends down to kiss her and she responds immediately.
"I've missed you so much," she says, ignoring me completely. "I
need cock, honey. Lots of cock."

I stand near the walk-in wardrobe and I hear faint whispering
coming from there. Oh no! The girls are watching us!

"Come on over here, John. Get your beautiful wife ready for a
REAL man's cock," Bill says and I blush as I think of the two
pre-teen girls watching us all.

"Come on, sweety, don't keep us waiting," he says, pulling down
his pants and taking off his shirt.

I climb onto the bed and, with my bottom in the air, I know that
the girls can see everything because my skirt is too short to
hide anything at all. They must be able to see my bum-hole and
little dick and balls but I can't worry about that now because I
have to get my wife ready for her well-hung lover. I lick her
pussy lips, leaving as much saliva behind as possible for
lubrication so that he won't hurt her too much when he slides his
monster up inside her.

By the time she's soaking wet, I have to kneel before the naked
Bill and take his half-erect penis into my mouth and suck him
until he almost chokes me. I know that the girls are watching me
from the wardrobe and the humiliation is almost too much to bear
but I can't think about that now. I must get this man ready to
fuck my lovely pregnant wife. I suck his knob, tasting the
pre-cum which has now begun to flow.

Inside the wardrobe, the girls are touching each other's sex as
they watch my humiliation. Rachel is wide-eyed as she watches her
rapist suck the big cock of a man who will pump spunk into her
rapist's pretty wife. June's fingers feel the wetness of her
friend's pussy; there's so much juice and it's come so quickly.
She knows that Rachel is highly excited by the scene unfolding
before them and she wonders briefly if she will be able to watch
Rachel's daddy and brother having sex with each other while her
mum and her watch them.

"Please, Bill, fuck Katy. She needs you." I have to say the words
and I know that the girls can hear me.

Katy is on her hands and knees on the bed with her bottom high in
the air. I have to hold Bill's large erection against her wet
pussy-hole and make sure that he glides into her before I'm
allowed to take my hand away. When he pushes, there's a sharp
intake of breath from Katy as she feels the large knob opening
her hole wide.

He pushes into her but only halfway because he doesn't want to
hurt the baby. I have to help him, of course, and I kneel behind
him, playing with the massive balls that swing to and fro with
every thrust he makes into my Katy. She loves his thick cock and
sighs each time he moves inside her.

"John! His big cock is fucking me! Aren't you glad I've got a
real man inside me?" she says and I have to answer yes. "He's
going to cum in me, isn't he? You'd like him to, wouldn't you,
John? You like him to fuck me, don't you?" and I have to answer
yes again.

Bill says, "Stand next to the bed and show Katy what she's
missing," and I do it, hoisting up my skirt and pulling down my
knickers so that they can both laugh at my 4-inch stiff dick.

"Which would you rather have, Katy?" he asks in a jeering way and
she turns her head from the pillow it's buried in to look at my
erection. She smiles at me and cruelly says, "I want a real man's
cock, not a boy's," and I'm crushed by her callousness but what
can I say? She's right. My dick is small and Bill's cock is long
and very thick.

The girls watch me, hear the words, and Rachel is almost out of
control as she wriggles on June's fingers. She's so excited by
all this that she's on the verge of cumming, even though she
wants to wait until the end. She wants to see everything; the
enormous cock that will never leave her thoughts and what else
I'll be forced to do to increase the humiliation I've already
suffered.

"He's cumming, John. He's cumming in me!" cries Katy and reaches
for my hand. I hold her hand tight as Bill fills her with hot
spunk and she pants as his cock jerks, spraying the walls of her
vagina with his hot seed. "It's good, so good!" she whispers and
she's trembling as her feelings overwhelm her.

When Bill has finished with my wife, he gets off the bed and
waits for me to attend to my duties.

"Thankyou for fucking my wife, Bill," I say and kneel before him,
taking his cock into my mouth so that I can clean his spunk and
my wife's juices off his thick shaft. I fondle his large balls as
I lick and suck, looking up into his face so that he can see the
submission in my eyes. He pushes me away when he's had enough and
he goes to Katy and kisses her, telling her to make sure I kiss
her belly each day like a good cuckold should.

He quickly dresses himself and kisses me, forcing his tongue
inside my mouth and pushing his hand up my skirt and playing with
my little dick. He laughs again at the size of my dick and I'm
humiliated again in front of the two girls in the wardrobe. Then
he leaves and I have to take care of Katy. I have to suck out all
his spunk from my wife's cunt, swallow it and make her cum on my
tongue but I don't mind any more. I know my place and it's here,
between my wife's legs, slurping all her lover's spunk out of her
well-fucked pussy.

The girls have gone back to June's bedroom and I hear Rachel
cumming very loudly. She's crying out and June is shushing her,
trying to quieten her as her orgasm becomes even more vocal. June
covers her mouth with her own and she's screaming into June's
mouth instead of out loud. When her orgasm is over, Rachel can't
wait to talk to June about what she's seen.

"Did you see that, June? It was wonderful! Your dad having to let
another man fuck your mum!" She's so excited by it that it's like
a pot bubbling over; her thoughts come pouring out, her voice
sounding so disbelieving of what her eyes have seen. "Did you
hear your dad ask the man to fuck your mum? Did you see him hold
that man's big cock in his hand and push it into your mum's
pussy? Unbelievable!"

Plans are spinning around in Rachel's head and she sees so many
possibilities with her own family. 'God! Me and Mum could get Dad
and Tim to do all kinds of things like this! Wow!' thinks Rachel
and she can't wait to tell her mum of the ideas she's having.
She'll have to think now about how to humiliate her dad and her
brother. 'Maybe I can get a strap-on dildo like June's got. Yes,
that sounds good. Mum could get one too, a big one to use on Dad
and Tim.'

Back in our bedroom, I tell Katy that the girls were watching us
but she's not at all concerned that they have witnessed my
degradation. She says quite casually, "It's what happens, John,
when you're a small-dicked cuckold. You'll just have to get used
to it." What can I say? She's right.



Two weeks later and Frank, my father, arrives on the doorstep.
He's been in South America for three long years and when June
sees him, she springs into his arms, kissing him all over his
face. "Jesus, young lady, who are you? Who is this beautiful
woman?" he asks me jokingly in the manner he always uses to charm
women. "This can't be my grand-daughter. She's too grown up!"

Dad has been away all this time, expanding the family fortune in
South America, and he hasn't been able to return until now. He's
69 and as fit as a 40-year-old although his hair is mostly grey
now. June was 8 when he left, a gawky kid with no shape and long
gangly legs. Now here she is, beautiful, a delightful pair of
small tits and a pert bottom that men can't help ogling. Dad's a
woman's man, a charmer, and I didn't inherit his easy way with
women. I feel intimidated whenever he's around and I've never
been able to shake it. He's a powerful man who doesn't care too
much about people's feelings yet he always manages to get women
to adore him in spite of it... or maybe because of it.

Katy kisses him and welcomes him into our home, insisting that he
stays with us instead of going back to his mansion. He doesn't
need any persuasion though, explaining that he can't leave 2
beautiful women to go and live on his own in a mansion. Katy
smiles and June acts coy as they lap up the compliments which
fall so easily from Dad's tongue.

The spare room is made up and I take his luggage upstairs and get
him settled in his room. He sits on the bed and says, "Katy looks
beautiful. How long has she got before the baby comes?" I tell
him two weeks and he nods.

"Have you got a name yet?" he asks and I say, "No, Bill's going
to..." and then I realise what I've just said.

"Bill?" he says, looking at me in that way he always did when I
was a kid. "Who's Bill?"

"My friend, you know, the one I've known for years," I say but he
still looks at me as if he knows I'm lying.

"What's going on, John?" he asks and I look down, unable to look
him in the eye. "Well?"

"Errr… nothing. It's just..." I say but I can't think what to say
to get off this subject. "Oh excuse me, Dad, Katy wants me
downstairs," and I leave him before he can interrogate me
further. How can I tell him what we've been doing? He always
thought of me as a wimp when I was younger, a man without balls,
and I didn't want him to know that nothing's changed.

At dinner, Dad is the charmer, keeping Katy and June in awe of
him as he tells of his adventures around the world over the last
20 years. I can't contribute anything, of course, because my only
adventures revolve around my wearing girls' clothes, being used
by Bill and fucking my pre-teen daughter. His stories continue
and I listen, envious of has masculinity and his success in
bedding women.

I remember when I was 12, his masculinity was what I admired most
when he fucked me for the first time. He used me mercilessly
after that and I loved to worship his big cock, so different to
my own puny little thing. I would wait for him to come home and
I'd be thrilled when he came to me, bent me forward over the
table and licked my bum-hole and my tiny balls from behind. Then
I would beg, "Fuck me, Daddy! Please fuck your little boy!" and
I'd sigh when he forced his manhood inside my anus, hurting me
with his size and cumming inside me, splashing my rectum with his
hot spunk.

I sit now at the dinner table, listening to him and still wanting
to feel his big cock inside me although it's been years since the
last time he did me. My wife and daughter laugh at one of his
many anecdotes and my dick stiffens as I remember him and me
together just a few days before he left for South America.

There was a ritual that had to be performed each time before he
would plunge his big cock into me and I found it both stimulating
and frustrating. He'd make me wait for it! I'd be panting,
gasping, wanting him to force his manhood into my bum-hole but
he'd tease me and make me beg for it before I'd be able to feel
his erection slide through my sphincter and into the depths of my
rectum. This was how it was 3 years ago, just as it had been all
the years before then.

"Do you want this, son?" he'd asked while I was still on my knees
before him, naked in his bedroom. "Do you want this cock inside
your wimpy little bottom?" and I'd pleaded with my eyes. "You'd
like Katy to watch this, wouldn't you, son?" and I'd vigorously
shaken my head. "Yes, you would, John, because you're just a girl
really, aren't you?" and I'd nodded. "Shouldn't you tell her how
much you like cock, John?" and I'd shaken my head again.

"You've never been a man, have you, son? Never been much good
with women?" and I'd shaken my head. "Didn't you enjoy all those
men I brought home to fuck you? Didn't you like their touches,
their cocks?" and I'd nodded again, my eyes fixed firmly on the
erect cock in his hand.

"If you want this cock, son, you'll have to tell Katy how much
you need it," and as I'd looked up into his face, he had nodded
towards the door and Katy was stood there, watching the tableau.
I was horrified that my wife had been witnessing my degradation
and I blushed a deep red, lowering my eyes in shame. "Tell her
now, son, and you can feel my cock up your bottom," he said
finally and, as I looked up, I saw that Katy was by his side,
looking down on me.

"It's a wonderful cock, John. Any man would be proud of such a
weapon," she said, taking his erection in her hand. "Feel it,
sweetheart, feel how hard it is and how thick. Lick it, John, let
me see you lick your father's big cock," and I shuffled forward
so that she could place it to my lips. I had pushed my tongue out
and tasted the pre-cum oozing from his pee-slit as the two of
them looked down at me.

"He's a real man, John, isn't he?" Katy said. "Does he make you
feel good when he fucks you?" I nodded as I moved my head forward
so that I had his large knob in my mouth. "You look really pretty
on your knees, sucking his cock. You love cock more than pussy,
don't you, John?" I nodded again.

"Good," she said. "I'll make sure you get plenty of cock in the
future. Now bend over like a good girl and your daddy will breed
you. Kneel on the bed with your bottom in the air and I'll watch
him fuck you."

As he slid his cock deep inside me, Katy kept talking. "Feels
good, doesn't it, sweetheart? He's such a real man, isn't he?"

His long cock moved back and forth, probing the depths of my
needy rectum, and his firm hands were holding my hips tight,
preventing me from moving. The dull ache in my guts each time he
bottomed out was a welcome pain and I longed for even more of it.
My little dick remained hard as he pounded my bum and my fists
clutched the pillow under my head.

Katy knelt next to the bed and leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"He fucks me too, John, so I know how wonderful his cock feels.
It's big, isn't it? It makes you feel full, doesn't it, John?" I
was too aroused to care that my wife had let him fuck her. Far
from distressing me, her news made me more excited.

"Did you really like it, Katy? Was it good?" I asked, panting out
the words.

"It always feels good, sweetheart, every time he does it," she
said. "Can you feel his balls banging against yours? They're so
much bigger than yours, aren't they?"

I nodded and began to moan as his pace increased and I knew from
experience that he was soon going to fill me with his cum. He
thrust into me again and again, forcing his manhood so far into
me that it hurt terribly but I wanted it, I wanted to be hurt. I
had always been his bitch and I wanted nothing different now.

"Beg for his spunk, John!" she whispered. "Let me hear you."

"Fuck me, Daddy! Cum in me!" I cried and I felt his big cock jerk
inside me. He held me tight so that I couldn't escape the torrent
of potent spunk that began to be shot inside me and I could feel
the hot seed splash the walls deep inside my rectum. His pubic
hair was squashed against my bottom as he held himself hard
against me, pumping the same seed that made me into my own
bottom.

He groaned as he felt his hot spunk spurting inside me but he was
quickly silenced as Katy moved off her knees to kiss him. She
opened her mouth to accept his thick tongue, feeling not at all
guilty for doing this while her husband's rectum was being filled
with the spunk of the man she was kissing.

"Fill him up, Frank! Empty your balls into him!" she whispered to
my father but I could hear her.

She kissed him and put her arms around his neck, sucking on his
tongue as his cock stopped jerking inside me. I was full of his
spunk but I stayed on my knees, waiting for the last of his seed
to drain into me. Once he had finished, he pulled out of me
gently and turned me over, making me lie flat on my back.

He placed his softening cock to my lips and I opened my mouth to
clean it. As I licked, I watched as my wife kissed him again and
her hand reached down to take his shaft. Her wedding ring glinted
in the soft light in the bedroom as she gently wanked my father's
cock into my mouth. I tasted another drop of his spunk as she
squeezed it out of him and I swallowed it greedily.

When he had finished with me, he pulled out of my mouth, got off
the bed and stood over me, his arm around Katy's waist.

"You're a good fuck, son," he said. "One of the best, but tonight
I want Katy. Bring her to me and you can watch me please her.
Understand?"

I nodded dumbly as they both looked down at my naked form lying
on the bed.

"You want to watch a real man fuck me, don't you?" she asked and
I had to admit to myself that I did find the idea exciting which
made me blush with embarrassment. My own little penis was no
match for my father's and I nodded my compliance with his wishes.

That night, I walked with her to Dad's room and, as we stood
before him, I took off her robe so that he could feast his eyes
on my lovely naked wife. I watched as he took off the robe he was
wearing and I saw his large cock, which was beginning to harden
before my eyes.

"Kiss my cock, son, before I fuck your wife," Dad said and I
knelt before him and kissed his large knob, licking it and making
it wet with my saliva.

Katy laid on his bed, her legs open wide, and Dad made me lick
her to get her ready for fucking. When her pussy was soaking wet,
I moved out of his way and he climbed on the bed.

"Come here, boy, and put my cock inside your wife," Dad said and
they both watched as I took his shaft in my hand and placed it at
Katy's love-hole. When he pushed forward, the big knob slipped
inside and I took my hand away. Her arms went around his neck and
he began to move back and forth, fucking her welcoming cunt.

She moaned as his cock filled her, calling his name repeatedly,
telling him how wonderful it felt. I stood there, watching as he
fucked my Katy, and I felt an excitement growing in my groin,
which turned into an erection. My nakedness meant that it
couldn’t be hidden and when Dad caught sight of it, he asked Katy
what she thought.

"It's no good for making babies," she laughed, and then I
realised what she was saying. "You didn't think June was yours,
did you, John? Not with a little thing like that. It took a real
man." I was crushed. June wasn't mine! My daughter was somebody
else's!

"But who...?" I asked, and she said it straight out.

"Your dad, of course. You couldn't make me pregnant so your dad
did," she said and laughed. "Look at him, John. Look how he fills
my cunt with that big cock. I love his cock, John, just like you.
Feel his balls, John, feel how big and full they are."

He had stopped fucking Katy while she spoke and he continued to
fuck her again after she'd finished. I stood next to the bed and
she handled my dick, still semi-erect even after my humiliation.

"It's turning you on, John, isn't it? Your dick's getting
harder," she said, smiling at me. And it was. My wife was being
fucked by a real man and I was aroused by it. What was wrong with
me? She was wanking me slowly, and I watched his bottom as it
moved back and forth, his cock thrusting into my Katy.

I was getting close to cumming as Katy wanked me and my
excitement was rising rapidly. Dad raised himself up on his arms
so I could watch his thick cock appear and disappear in my wife's
pussy and I found it such an erotic sight. When she started
panting and her eyes rolled up into her head, her hand stopped
wanking me and she was taken over by the feelings Dad was causing
in her. He was close, I knew, and my sense left me.

"Fuck her harder, Dad, fuck Katy! Cum in her! Breed her again!" I
cried and he slammed into her, making her groan louder.

"Yes, Frank!" she cried. "Cum in me again! I love it! I love your
spunk!"

His body went rigid and his spunk started to pump into my lovely
wife's cunt, spraying her pussy walls with his potent seed. She
had abandoned my stiff dick so I wanked myself as Dad filled her
with spunk and I found it so arousing that I was cumming myself.
I moved forward, shooting my spunk on Katy's tits, and Dad
watched my little dick as it spurted.

When it stopped, Dad looked at me and said, "You need more than
that to make babies, son." I blushed again, humiliated. "Don't
worry. I'll get her pregnant again for you if you just tell me
when you want another."

"Get between Katy's legs when I pull out of her and you can suck
up all my spunk. Better still, lie down on the bed and she can
crouch over you to make it easier."

I wanted to say something, to shout, to remonstrate with him but
I knew it was hopeless. He'd just show me his cock and I'd kneel
to worship it, bending over whenever he wanted so he could fuck
my arse. I needed his cock more than Katy's pussy and he knew it.
I was useless as a husband and Dad knew it. My future would be
full of cocks fucking me or cumming in my mouth and I would
welcome them all. I was a cum-slut and Katy knew it too.

When he dismounted, I lay on my back and Katy crouched over my
head, placing her spunky cunt over my mouth. I licked and sucked
all of their juices, his spunk and her cum-juices. I tasted it
all, swallowing after I'd savoured it. After I made her cum on my
tongue and cleaned her a second time, she lay beside me and told
me that she would always love me because nobody could please her
orally as well as me.

The next 3 nights were a replay of that night and I cleaned them
both afterwards each time. Although I felt humiliated each time,
my dick always became stiff and I always came quickly each time I
wanked myself. I would watch them cuddling each other after each
session and I would be dispatched to bring them drinks or
whatever they needed. This was to be my role from now on and,
surprisingly, I didn't resent it.

He left for South America after that third night and we didn't
see him again until he returned today. Will he want Katy again
tonight or will he find her too pregnant? I think I might be
getting Dad's cock tonight but I'm sure she'll want to watch him
fuck me. I can't say no, can I?