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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2002 07:02:56 HST
Subject: {ASSM} Hoodwinked Husband (m/f, cons, cuckold)
Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2002 19:10:03 -0500
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                Hoodwinked Husband - (m/f, cons, cuckold)
                                   by
                               Black Demon

                _______________________________________
                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                _______________________________________

                    ************        ***********    Note:  The
story below is a story in itself.  However, it is also a
                          direct continuation
            of the earlier story entitled: Teenage Stud - II
                     ************        ***********

When his lovely wife had broken the news to him that he was going
to be a 'daddy' again, Byron Wells had been in total shock,
especially after having used the safety precaution of a good
brand of condoms.  But he did know that it was still not a
sure-fire prevention and that accidents still occurred.  With his
daughter now a sophomore in high school, he realized that he'd be
working close to the age of 60 before having the new child get
through college.

Upon the birth of little baby Ryan, Byron was on top of the world
in having a son to carry on the family name.  With his son in his
arms, Byron was pleased with this 'accident' and wished it had in
fact occurred sooner.  It would be a great pleasure in having a
son to teach how to play ball and just to watch him grow up into
a man.  His lovely wife looked so beautiful and so happy whenever
she cuddled the baby to breast feed him or to just rock him to
sleep.

Getting home early from his usual day at the country club, Byron
learned from his daughter that his lovely wife had taken little
Ryan out to the nearby park.  He knew that little Ryan just loved
to crawl about on the mat, giggling at the pigeons walking about
nearby.  The other week they had discovered Ryan's joy and both
he and Megan threw some peanuts nearby to bring the pigeons even
closer to the mat.

Home an hour earlier than normal, Byron decided to go the park
and see if he could find his wife and son.  Driving to the park,
it appeared that his wife and son had already departed from the
area as her car was no where in sight.  He checked the parking
lot where they normally parked the car, along with the one
further down the road.  He was disappointed, wanting to be with
his lovely wife and baby boy.

With time on his hands, Byron then decided to pick up a few
things that he needed at the nearby hardware store.  Then out of
the corner of his eye, he saw a car that seemed to resemble
Megan's car near the treed area of the park.  At first he didn't
think it would be his wife's car as Megan normally stayed away
from this side of the park, saying its mainly an area for
teenagers to smooch and not for little babies to play at.

Puzzled, Byron turned off to get a better look at the car.  The
area had a lot of trees and many hedges lined the area, giving
privacy to those who sought it.  With the crime rate low in this
upper class neighborhood, such a secluded area was not a problem.
 Parking his car, Byron got out found that indeed it was Megan's
car.  He wondered about the white corvette parked immediately
next to hers and slowly began to look about for his lovely wife
and son.

Hearing some voices followed by laughing, Byron slowly edged his
way against the hedges.  A chill went through him as he
distinctly heard his wife's voice, wondering 'Who would Megan be
meeting here in the park?  Why this secluded part of the park?' 
Although it was definitely Megan's voice, followed by a male's
voice, Byron could not bring himself to believe that she was here
to meet another man.

Crouching down on his knees, Byron parted the leaves so he could
peer through the hedge.  It was his lovely wife lying on the mat,
clad in a pair of light green shorts and a white blouse with the
bottom tied in a knot above her waist.  'But who was the male
lying on the mat with his back to him?  With little Ryan lying
between the two of them?' he wondered.  He saw the male's head
lean forward to let Ryan reach up to touch his face and to pull
at his long hair.  Then he heard his wife say "Say 'Hi' to your
daddy, Ryan!"

Byron's mouth dropped open as he watched his beautiful wife lean
over to kiss the man in a deep passionate kiss, the type of kiss
that only lovers would engage in.  Then he observed his wife
lifting the baby up in the air, teasing him, placing him on his
back on the other side of the mat from her.  He watched as his
wife got a milk bottle out of the baby bag and held it to little
Ryan's lips till he began sucking on it and his little hands held
the bottle on his own.

He then saw his wife roll on the mat to fit herself so that her
back fit into the groove of the male figure with her back up
against his chest.  Byron watched as the male's arm moved around
his wife's body to embrace her tightly to him.  He then saw some
fumbling motions, saw the bottom portion of Megan's white blouse
in the male's hand and realized that this stranger had just
untied the knot of his wife's blouse.

"Ohhhhh, lover ....................ohhhhhh, yes
..................touch me ..............touch me!" Byron heard
his wife moan. He watched as the male leaned forward to nuzzle at
his wife's neck, kissing her neck and moving to nibble at her ear
lobe. Byron then saw the male's arm moving down at an angle, the
hand moving around his wife's waist.  "Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh
...............ohhhhh, Kurt ...................touch me
...............yessssss ...................ahhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh,
yeeesssss ...................finger me ...............finger me
....................oh, Goddddddd ................I
.................I'm

cumminggggggggg!"

Moments later, Byron watched as his beautiful wife recovered from
the mind-shattering orgasm that had left her in a stupor.  He saw
her turn to her lover, pushing him onto his back as she bent over
to plant a passionate kiss on his lips.  It was then that Byron
recognized his wife's lover, the handsome teen that was once his
daughter's boyfriend.

Byron recalled how upset his daughter had become a year ago after
the break-up with this handsome teen, indicating that it appeared
that her ex-boyfriend had found another gal in his life.  Now he
realized just who that other gal was.  From what he had heard and
seen, adding in the time of his daughter's breakup and the birth
of little Ryan, Byron now knew he was not the true father of his
son.

When the passionate kiss ended, Byron then saw his wife look
towards the open park, making sure that no one was nearby. His
heart pounded in his chest, seeing his wife's manicured fingers
undoing the teen's belt and unbuttoning the jeans and drawing
down the zipper.  Watching her petite hand slip under the jockey
shorts to drag out the teen's thick manhood, his eyes bugged out
as his wife leaned over the teen's waist.  'Surely, she's not
going down on the teen?  Not out in the open in this park!' he
told himself.  Eyes wide and mouth wide open, Byron was
flabbergasted as his beautiful wife opened her pink lips to
engulf the thick cockhead.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh ..............................oh, Godddddddd
.................ohhhhhhhhh, Mrs. Wellssssssss!  Oh, yessssssss
.....................ohhhhhhhhh ..................suck me
...............suck me .........................yesssssssssssss!"
came the panting groans from the horny teen.  Watching intently
from the bushes, Byron saw the muscular teen hunch his hips up to
fuck himself into his beautiful wife's face.  Observing the way
in which his wife pumped the thick cock in her fist, bobbing her
head up and down the lengthy pole, it became obvious that she was
intent on gobbling up all the love juices that the teen had to
offer.

Seeing the teen wrap his hands into Megan's long silky hair,
Byron knew that there was no way the teen would let her up until
she ate all this hot milky cum.  "Ohhhhhhhhhh ..........Mrs.
Wells ............................ohhhhhhhhhhh
....................suck it ................suck itttttttt! 
Ohhhhhhh ...............I .....................I'm gonna cum
.............gonna cum in your hot sucking mouth!   Cumming
........................I'm cumminggggggg
.....................ahhhh ...............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Byron heard the teen groan.  He saw the teen arching his hips up
into Megan's tightly held head, obviously feeding her his hot
thick cream.

An hour later, back at home, Byron sipped at this second gin
martini as he heard the garage door opening.  Having quietly left
the park, Byron had rushed on home and immediately gone upstairs
and into the privacy of the master bathroom.  He could barely
walk up the stairs as the front of his pants remained tented and
his cock continued to throb.

He unzipped his pants as he stood before the toilet and closed
his eyes in recollection of what he had witnessed in the park.
Byron knew he should be outraged at what he had seen, that he
should make immediate plans to divorce Megan but his pulsating
cock had him in a state of excitement that he had never before
experienced.  Wanking at his throbbing manhood, he then unleashed
his pent-up load into the toilet, the largest quantity of cum
that he had ever generated at one time.

As Megan carried the baby carrier and struggled with the door,
Byron rushed over to help take the baby carrier from her. Placing
the carrier down on the kitchen table, he grabbed his wife's arm
and pulled her towards him.  He could see that his lovely wife
had applied a fresh coat of lipstick to her sweet pink lips. 
Having taken his wife by surprise, he could feel the shudder of
apprehension course through her body as he bent down to plant a
kiss on her lips.  He could feel her try to pull away as he
kissed her lips, then delved the tip of his tongue in between her
lips.

Even with the camouflage of the fresh taste of lipstick, Byron
could still detect the taste of male essence that coated her
mouth. Never would he have dreamt that he would react in such a
manner, kissing his wife passionately after catching her in the
act of being unfaithful to him.  Kissing her on her sweet pink
lips, the very lips that were so recently wrapped around a
teenager's spurting cock.  Byron couldn't explain the thrill of
excitement that coursed throughout his entire body as he held his
lovely wife's sexy body up against him.

That night, Byron told his wife that he wanted to finish up a
television show and that he'd shower whenever she got done.  Once
Megan was done showering, he then went in for his shower.  But
his main objective was to retrieve his wife's panties from the
hamper.  Finding the lacy white panties that lay atop the
clothing in the hamper, Byron withdrew the lacy item and looked
at the stained and still damp crotch.

Holding it up to his nose, Byron inhaled the sexy fragrance of
his lovely wife, knowing that her juices had overflowed upon it
after the fingering she received from her teenage stud.  Wrapping
the soft silky panties around his throbbing cock, he turned
towards the toilet and quickly spurted out another load of his
pent-up lust.  'God, what's wrong with me?  I catch my wife
cheating on me and I'm more fuck'n turned on than ever!' he
wondered.

Normally, Saturday night was their night for lovemaking but Byron
decided to feign the part of being exhausted and pretended to be
fast asleep.  As he pretended to be asleep, he wondered 'If I
keep Megan short of sex, I bet she'll soon be crawling the walls
to be with that young stud of hers again!  I wonder if she brings
him here to fuck her right on the bed that we share together? 
Shit, I wonder if Kurt knocked her up with little Ryan right here
on this very bed?'

That next week, Byron spent his lunch hours at the shop called
the 'Spy World' that specialized in hidden cameras and all the
new up-to-date gadgets involved in being discrete in spying.  At
work, he could not concentrate for very long, wondering if he was
being replaced whenever he went out to the country club.  The
thoughts of purchasing such equipment were not to catch his
beautiful wife in the act so he could proceed with divorce
proceeding.  Instead, his only thoughts were to get everything on
tape so that he could watch the exciting scenes late at night in
the privacy of his basement workshop.

All Bryon could think of was his beautiful wife getting it on
with her teenage stud.  With Megan working during the days and
home at night, he realized that she had to be meeting young Kurt
during the weekends unless she was taking time off from work to
meet with him somewhere else.  With their daughter out most of
the day and nights during the weekends and him at the country
club, he realized that weekends were the most opportune time for
them to be together.

Meeting and talking to the personnel at the Spy World, reading
the brochures given to him, Byron went home at night to survey
the master bedroom carefully.  With Megan busy cooking dinner, he
opened up the overhead vent to see how much room was available to
place a camera in it.  Then he looked about the room and closet,
looking for other hiding places.  Staring at the closet, he
wondered if he would be able to sneak back into the house after
pretending to go to the country club and hide out there.

Realizing that he would never be able to get back into the house
and upstairs into the closet without being seen, Byron concluded
that the Spy World was the answer.  On Thursday, he spared no
expense at the retail outlet, spending over $3,000 in
state-of-the-art spy equipment.  He also arranged to take the
next day off, though he wouldn't tell his wife he was doing so,
allowing him the entire day to get things set up properly.

At dinner that night, their daughter indicated that she would be
going out early on Saturday morning to spend the day with
friends.  Her plans were first to go to the mall followed by a
movie with her group of teenage friends, indicating that she'd be
home for dinner before going out on a date.  Then Byron asked
"Honey, is it okay if I go to the club for my regular round of
golf with the boys?  Would you like for me to rush on home right
after the golfing is done?"  He was quite pleased to hear his
wife's response "Oh, no, I know you like to have a few beers with
the boy after golf!  I'll be fine with little Ryan!"

The next day, Byron left home at the scheduled time that he
normally did but went to the nearby coffee shop to bide his time.
A half-hour later, he pulled up into the empty garage and went
upstairs to change into a comfortable set of clothes.  Down in
his basement workshop, he laid out all the new equipment he had
purchased and went about with the set up.  Fortunately Byron
loved to tinker around with electronic equipment, otherwise it
would have been quite a task to get everything set up properly.

Early the next morning, Byron packed up his golf clubs and headed
out of the garage exactly at the same time that he did each
Saturday.  With his daughter not planning to leave for a
half-hour, he drove to the coffee shop where he purchased the
morning paper and ordered a tall mocha.  He kept an eye on the
time, wondering whether or not his expensive equipment would come
into use.

As he read the paper, Byron noticed a white corvette pull up into
the parking lot, the same car that was parked next to his wife's
at the park last week.  Drawing the paper up closer, hiding his
face in it, he watched as the young teen made his way into the
coffee shop.  Instead of rushing off to head on back home, Byron
observed the teen sit down at the table in front, with the teen's
back to him.

Moments later, the teen's cell phone began ringing and he pressed
the button to answer it.  Leaning forward into the paper, Byron
eavesdropped on the teen's conversation, hearing "Hi beautiful!
Coast all clear?  I'm at the coffee shop, sipping on a cup and
waiting for your call!  Can I bring you a cup?  Sure?  That goes
for me too .............can't wait to get my hands on your sexy
bod!  Hmmm, gonna have you begging in a few minutes!  Gonna have
you climbing the walls and screaming your little head off, Mrs.
Wells!"

Once the teen had hopped into his corvette and sped off, Byron
got into his car and headed towards his home.  Parking on a small
residential street two blocks from home, he then cut through a
neighbor's yard that bordered his backyard, making his way to the
outside door that led directly to the basement.  He licked his
lips in anticipation as he turned on the television set, all the
cameras that he had installed, and the video recorders set up for
each camera.

Using the overhead camera that was installed in the ceiling vent,
Byron guided the remote toggle switch to find his wife and
teenage lover embraced in a deep passionate kiss just inside the
master bedroom.  When he had left home, Megan was dressed in a
blouse and pair of shorts.  Now his wife had her white terrycloth
robe on, tied at the waist.  With the toggle switch in hand, the
camera worked perfectly in following the couple's slow movements
toward the king-sized bed.  Byron was surprised at how clear the
reception was on his television set.

Now as the couple stood at the side of the bed, Byron watched as
the young teen pulled the tie holding the robe together. Heart
pounding in anticipation, Byron found that his wife had donned on
her sexy white negligee that clearly revealed all her feminine
charms.  It was a garment that Megan would wear to tease him,
telling him she was hot for sex, something he had not seen in
quite some time.  But now his beautiful wife was wearing it for
her teenage stud.

Byron watched intently as he watched Kurt slowly undo the front
of the see-through negligee.  He watched as the teen bent over to
suckle at the tips of Megan's perfect breasts, saw his wife's
eyes close as she threw her head back in ecstasy, her arms
encircling her lover's head.  Seeing Megan's lips move, Byron
moved to turn up the volume to hear "
.................ohhhhhhhhh, lover
....................yesssssssss!"

With the robe and negligee on the bedroom carpet, his lovely
wife's beautiful body was on display for her teenage lover. 
Byron then watched as the young teen began to disrobe with Megan
anxiously assisting her lover with the belt of his jeans.  Before
leaving that morning, Byron had observed his wife making the bed.
 Now he watched his wife drawing down the covers to that very
same bed.

Watching in total amazement as his lovely wife lay on her back
upon their marital bed, arms and legs open wide to welcome her
teen lover, Byron could not believe the display of wanton lust. 
"Oh, lover ...........................I want you so badly! 
Please, Kurt ................please ................oh, lover
..............fuck me ...................fuck me!  Fuck me
..............please, Kurt ............I'm yours .............all
yours ..................I belong to you .............only you!"
Byron heard through the television.

It was going to be the most wild and energetic fuck that Byron
had ever witnessed, far better than any x-rated flick that he had
ever seen.  Now the screen showing his wife's sexy arms and legs
wrapped tightly around her young lover.  Byron had to admit that
young Kurt was some stud as he hammered away between Megan's
widespread legs.  His heart sank a bit when he heard "Oh, lover
..............fuck me!  Make us another little precious baby! 
It'll be so nice to give your son a little playmate!  Oh, Kurt
...............Kurt .............knock me up again!"

"Ohhhhhhh, Mrs. Wells ........................you're so tight
....................ohhhhh, I'm gonna have to stretch you out
good again ..............gonna fuck you real good!  I want to
make your belly swell up again
................................make us another baby!" Kurt
groaned as he speared his thick cockhead between her tight
cuntlips.  Pushing his cockhead in a bit, it was such a tight fit
that caused him to moan "Oh, Mrs. Wells ..................you're
so fucking tight .........................feels like you haven't
had a cock in you for ages!  Ohhhhhhh ...............yeah, Mrs.
Wells ..........I'm going stretch you out good again!"

Megan arched her hips up as the teen's lengthy cock lunged into
her, trying to get it in as deeply as possible.  Faster and
faster the cock jackhammered into her, driving her to the brink
of a mind-shattering orgasm.  Body quivering with excitement,
Megan moaned "Oh, Godddddd .....................oh, Goddddddddd
...................oh, yesssss ...............yessssssssssss
..................fuck me ..............fuck me!  Fuck me, stud
....................yes .................oh, yes ..........cum
.............cum in me!"

"Ohhhhhhh ................oh, Mrs. Wells .................I'm
going to fuck another baby in your little tummy!  What will Mr.
Wells think when you tell him you're pregnant again? Oh, baby
.......................gonna cum ......................gonna fill
you up!  Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kurt yelled as his cock exploded.
 As spurt after hot spurt of his thick jism filled her fertile
womb, he felt her trim legs tighten around him as she arched up
into him, moaning "Oh, Kurt ...................oh, lover
..................fill me ........fill me with your seed!  Oh,
God .........................ohhhhhhhhhh .............I
.....................I'm cumminggggggggg!"

With his wife and lover asleep in each other's arms, Byron took a
break and got a beer from the small refrigerator in the basement.
 'Man, I've got to admit that was some fantastic show!  Never
seen Megan so fucking hot to trot!  That young stud of hers sure
got the equipment to do the job!  God, if I could perform like
that, I'd certainly try to get into every little bitch's panties
that I could too!  I wonder just how many women that young stud's
knocked up and the husband's under the impression that he was
responsible for the deed?' he thought to himself.

Licking his lips in anticipation as the occupants on the bed
began to stir, Byron looked at the television intently as he
watch his lovely wife being positioned on all fours.  Flicking
the switch to another camera, it was focused directly upon his
wife's contorted face with her young stud behind her.  He gasped
when he heard his wife's voice on the television "Oh, Kurt
.........what ..................what are you doing?  No
................no ......noooooooooo ........not there!  I
...............I've never had it there before!  Kurt
.............no .................no ................I'm afraid!"

Kurt could not believe himself as he was actually cheering the
young stud on, mouthing his encouragement "Don't take 'no' for an
answer, Kurt!  Give it to her!  Rip her cherry ass apart!  Make
her scream!  I want to hear my wife scream her head off when you
ream her good!  Give it to her .............give it to her
...............harddddddd!"  Through the television, Byron saw
his wife panting in fear as her teen lover mounted her.

"Awwwwww ..............ohhhhhh, God .............Kurt, it
hurtsssss ............stop ...................stoppppp! Owwwwwww
.................ohhhhhhhhhh, it hurtssssss ..................it
hurts so baddddddddddddddd!" Byron heard his wife scream.  He saw
her body quiver with pain, saw the teen's hands on her hips as he
reared back and slammed himself into her tight little ass. 
"Owwwwww .......................ohhhhhhh!" came the shrill of
pain in response to the teen's lunge.

Then came the teen's voice over the television set "Oh, Mrs.
Wells .............oh, baby .................your ass is so
fucking tight!  Your sweet little ass is now mine!  Ever since I
first lay my eyes upon you at one of Nicole's soccer practice I
knew I'd get your sweet little ass some day! Oh, Mr. Wells just
doesn't know what he's been missing out on!  God, your ass is so
soft, so fucking tight!"

Later during the day, Byron heard the teen stud tell his
beautiful wife "Hmmm, since I've copped the beautiful ass of Mr.
Wells' precious little wife today, I'd better get started on
paying him back! I know just what Mr. Wells would like!  Bet he'd
really enjoy having another son to teach how to play ball!"  That
was followed by his wife's response of "Oh, yesssss
..............that sounds excellent .....................the
perfect gift in return!  C'mon, stud get to work on that gift for
my husband!  Oh, yesssssssss ...........that's it ........that's
the way!"

With the powerful microphone chips that he had purchase, Byron
was able to pick up even their soft whispers of love to one
another.  While the two lovers were in a close embrace, he heard
his wife tell her lover "This is the perfect time of the month
...........for your potent seed to make that present for my
husband!  Ohhhhh, with all that hot jizz of yours filling my
belly, I'm pretty sure you've already created that special little
gift for him!"

Driving up into garage, Byron took out his unused golf clubs from
the car trunk and put them back into the corner of the garage. 
Entering the connecting door to the kitchen, he greeted his
lovely wife, holding her close and kissing her deeply.  "What an
exciting day I had, honey!  How was your day?  Did little Ryan
behave himself?" he asked.  He listened as his wife replied,
telling him that she had enjoyed the day, taking time out to
relax and stay in bed.

In bed that night, he kissed his lovely wife passionately, then
moved to embrace her intimately.  With his throbbing hardon,
Byron knew that his wife could feel him pressing up against her
thigh. He shivered with pleasure as his wife's soft hand wrapped
itself around his manhood.  Sliding up over his wife, he was just
about to penetrate her when he felt her hands on his chest,
pushing up at him.  "No, Byron .........wait!  You ........you
need to put a condom on!  We can't have another accident
.............especially since this is the worst time of the
month!" his wife told him.

Even though the sensations were not as great in the confines of
the rubber sheath, it was still a great and satisfying fuck for
Byron.  He knew that in about six weeks his lovely wife would be
presenting him with news of yet another little 'accident'
happening.  Hearing his wife tell him how much she loved him as
they embraced one another, Byron couldn't believe how much Megan
had changed in their lovemaking.  It was so different as to how
she now arched up to him, wrapping her arms and legs so tightly
around him as he thrust into her.

Six weeks later, after his lovely wife stammered "Byron
................I .................I think we had an accident
again!  I ..............I took a home test today ...........and
.............and I ................I'm pregnant again!"  Byron
put on a big smile and held his wife closely, telling her "That's
great news, honey! I mean it!  Little Ryan will enjoy having a
playmate to keep him company!"  Kissing his wife, he teasingly
told her "Man, I think I'll sue that damn condom company, they
obviously keep leaking on me!"  To that his wife retorted "But
just think of all the little bundles of joy its created for us
thus far!"

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