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   Author's note: I think this is the 2nd?  or 3rd maybe...story I've tried
to write from a male perspective.  But I'm most comfortable with the
submissive POV anyway, and men aren't that different from women,
really...not in porn fiction anyway.  It was fun and a subject I'd wanted
to do for awhile, just to see if I could.  -rr May 2004
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   Pleasing Her by Rachael
   I'm a guy who would do anything to please my wife.  I've always been
insecure around women, very shy and unable to assert myself for some
reason. So I always considered myself lucky that I met and married my wife
Sandy.  I admit that I was a bit worried at first, because I was 28 and she
just 19 when we started dating.  I thought maybe it was because I was
rather wealthy.  My family was very well off and I worked for my father as
a vice-president of the family petroleum company.  I myself owned 4.5% from
inheritance, which in itself was worth some 42 million dollars.
   Sandy was and is a beautiful woman, and quite the opposite of me, at
least when dealing with people on a personal level.  She's 5'7" 115 pounds,
long blonde hair and amazing blue-green eyes.  Her figure is amazing too
and I just couldn't get enough of her.  She's the only woman I've ever
slept with in my whole life.  Some people accused me of taking her as a
trophy wife, because she looked so good, and my family was even worse,
accusing her of being a gold digger, since she came from a rather poorer
background.  But I was convinced that she loved me for who I was, not what
I had, and we ignored those people and were soon married.
   I'm not a stupid person by any stretch and I'm pretty shrewd at
business. I didn't get a Harvard MBA by accident and I've made an awful lot
of money for my family and shareholders, but for all my prowess in the
boardroom, in the bedroom I was lost and helpless.
   It started on our honeymoon, after a fabulous and extravagant wedding
she and I flew to Hawaii for our honeymoon.  We didn't even stick around
for the reception, I was just so eager to get into bed with her.  We hadn't
slept together during the engagement and I assumed, naturally enough that
Sandy was a virgin, like me.  So in the Hilton Bridal Suit on Waikiki I was
more than a little nervous.  All the traveling and stress of getting
married probably didn't help either.
   When Sandy changed in the bathroom, coming out in some very sexy
lingerie, emerald and silky and showing off her amazing body I almost came
right in my pants.  I undressed as quickly as I could and she was a little
surprised at my haste when I pushed her down.
   "Slow down, honey..." She was saying.  But I couldn't because I was
going to cum any second and I was desperate to get inside her.  I almost
made it too, but right when I finally got her thong off and felt the moist
tender folds of her sex with the head of my hard penis, that was it.  I
came all over her little pussy, leaving a big mess on her trimmed pubic
mound and creamy thighs.
   I was so embarrassed I almost cried I think, and I apologized because I
know she wanted it as much as I did.  "I'm sorry honey!" I was beside
myself and Sandy just giggled sweetly, like she does sometimes and she told
me it would be okay.
   "Don't worry honey, you'll get hard again.  But..." She looked at me. 
"I really wish you hadn't made such a mess.  It feels yucky."
   "Oh!" I nodded and thought I'd get her a towel or a washcloth but she
shook her head.  "No, don't go, I want to stay close to you, darling. 
Just...lick it for me, okay?  Please?" and she was pushing my head down
towards that gooey mess I'd made.
   I wasn't sure about this at all, but I felt so bad about ruining our
very first time together that I thought I could at least try and make it up
to her.  I let her guide me until I had my mouth on her sex and she told me
to start licking.  The lights were all on and it looked pretty nasty.  I
mean her pussy was cute, it looked better than most of the pictures I'd
looked at over the years, but all covered with my sperm...I just gritted my
teeth, figuratively speaking, and started licking and kissing and sucking
at her.
   "Oh yeah, honey." My new bride was urging me.  "Eat all that nasty
sperm. My sweet little goo sucker, get it all, swallow it sweetheart, every
little bit, that's it honey."
   I found it quite embarrassing and I blushed, but she didn't seem to
notice.  She just held my head tight and even pressed her thighs together,
almost suffocating me against her flesh as I took all that stuff in my
mouth, swallowing it like she told me too.  It was a little gross at first,
and I thought I might get sick, but I reminded myself that I was doing it
for her and that seemed to make it okay, or at least palatable.
   By the time she was satisfied my penis was hard again and I really
wanted to consummate our marriage finally.  "Oh!" Sandy giggled when she
saw it.  "You liked eating all that dirty sperm, didn't you!"
   I tried to deny it, to make her understand that it was just being so
close to her that had gotten me excited again, but she didn't believe me.
"You really loved it, don't lie.  It's okay honey, I knew lots of girls
when I was in school who liked it too."
   I was a little shocked and somewhat embarrassed that my new wife was
comparing me to a bunch of high school girls that way.  I continued to tell
her I hadn't enjoyed it all, but Sandy just kept teasing me.  She finally
stopped though, when she saw I was getting frustrated and I felt her soft
hand wrap around my penis.
   "It isn't very big, is it?" She said and I was at a loss for words.  I
didn't really know.  I suppose it was a little small compared to some of
the guys I'd seen in the locker rooms at the tennis club.  I admitted as
much to her and she looked at me strangely.
   "You've been checking out the guys at your club?" She asked.
   "No!  Of course not!" I replied.  "I just mean, I noticed, you know,
maybe some of them were big, bigger than me.  That's all."
   She was still rubbing my penis and I really wanted to get it inside her,
but Sandy seemed like she wasn't in any hurry at all.  "Oh, come on!  Admit
it, you were checking out the guys, it's okay honey."
   I kept denying it, but it was hard to argue when her hand was pumping my
hard little cock like that.  "Please, Sandy!  Can we do it now?" I was
practically begging her, but she just laughed at me.
   "Noooo!  Not until you admit it, Paul.  You liked looking at those big
cocks didn't you?  I bet you took long hot showers just watching those
strange men, rubbing their big thick cocks, getting them all soapy and
hard. I bet you loved it, huh?" She was pumping me harder and I had to
close my eyes to keep from cumming.  I started picturing finance reports,
old baseball games, anything to keep from cumming again.
   "That's it honey, close your eyes and picture those huge cocks.  All red
and swollen, wouldn't you love to feel one of those?  Wrap your hands
around one and just feel it throbbing?  Come on dear, you can tell me,
don't you want to cum?  Just tell me you like those big hard dicks and I'll
let you cum, honey."
   I couldn't help it.  I had to cum and I wanted it to be inside my new
bride.  I thought she meant if I agreed with her she'd let me put it in
her. "Yes, Sandy.  Yes, can we do it now?  Please?"
   "Yes what, darling?" She teased and her hand was moving faster.
   "Yes I like to see those big hard cocks." I resigned myself and then
something terrible happened!  I started cumming, all over my wife's hand
and on my own tummy.  I was pumping out another big load of my hot semen!
Sperm that I'd been saving just for my wife.  I moaned and Sandy kept
pumping me until I thought I had to be bone dry inside my balls.
   "You weren't kidding, honey!" Sandy giggled at me.  "You really do like
those big hard cocks, huh?" She brought her hand to my mouth and pushed her
fingers between my lips before I knew what she was doing.  "Here, darling,
just imagine this is one of those big stiff dicks and it's cumming all over
your face." She was laughing as I blushed furiously and tried to turn my
head away, but she just wiped my sperm all over my face.
   I had my eyes closed and I felt miserable.  I'd let my wife down twice!
And she thought I was interested in guys, I didn't understand at all how
that had happened.  I was deeply humiliated and it only got worse when
Sandy got the camera and took a couple pictures of my sperm covered face.
"Just think of the memories, darling!" She laughed and snapped happily away
until I ran into the bathroom to wash off.
   We never did make love that night.  I just licked her pussy until my
tongue and mouth were so tired I'd thought they were ready to fall off my
face.  She really enjoyed it though, talking about how sweet I was, even
though I was a nasty sperm sucker.  She told me she didn't mind I was gay
and she'd never ever let my secret out of the closet.  I was horrified that
she'd think such a thing, but every time I tried to correct her, Sandy
would just pull my mouth back to her pussy again and I'd make muffled
protests at best.
   The next day.  We went down to the beach, laying around and relaxing and
drinking tropical drinks.  It was nice, but Sandy kept teasing me.  Every
time a guy would walk by wearing tight swim trunks she'd comment on the
size of his `package' and worse, my wife would ask me what I thought of it.
   "What do you think of that guy, Paul?" She'd ask in a soft husky voice,
rubbing her tanned and well oiled thighs together.  "Wouldn't you love to
see what he looks like?"
   I kept saying no, and trying to change the subject, but it hardly ever
worked and when it did it wasn't for long.  Eventually I fell asleep
though, laying in the shade and dreaming of making love to my wife.  When I
woke up I found Sandy next to me.
   "...come on honey, let's go to our room." I nodded and stood up, feeling
a little disoriented the way I do after a good nap.  When we got to the
room, I just sat on the bed, still trying to wake up.  I guess a couple too
many pina coladas and all the sun and sea air really zonked me.  But Sandy
was quite the opposite, very excited and a moment later I found out why
when there was a knock at the door.
   She went to it and opened it to reveal some big beach guy who looked
like he'd stepped off the Bay Watch set or something.  I just sat there in
my Bermuda shorts looking at him.  He was big and muscular and he wore
tight red Speedos that looked like someone had stuffed a softball in the
crotch of them.
   "Come on in." My wife was smiling and looking altogether too sexy now in
her tiny two piece bikini.  I hadn't realized it before, but seeing her
close to this guy, the way he looked at her.  I was stunned.  "Jim, this is
my husband, Paul." She smiled at me and the guy walked over, standing close
and offering his hand.
   "Hi, nice to meet you." He said.
   "Uh, yeah, Jim, nice to uh, meet you too." I was totally confused.  The
way I was sitting, the way he was standing too, combined to put that bulge
in his swimsuit right in front of my face and he was looking down at me,
smiling. 
   "Honey," Sandy came over and sat down next to me.  "I found Jim just for
you!" She seemed awfully pleased with herself.  "Well, for us, I mean."
   "Huh?" I watched in shock as my wife, my brand new virginal bride
brought her hand to this stranger's crotch and rubbed the bulge lewdly.
   "I told Jim that my husband was looking to suck some cock and Jim said
you could suck his!  Isn't that sweet of him?"
   "What!?" I tried to get up, to get away.  Was she nuts?  I looked at her
and I shook my head.
   "I know sweetie, you don't know how to thank me, but believe me.  Just
seeing you happy will be reward enough!" She kissed my cheek and started
pulling down Jim's Speedos until suddenly his semi-erect penis popped out,
smacking me right on the lips.
   Sandy giggled!  "Oh see?  It likes you, honey!"
   "No, Sandy, look, I don't want to..." I started to say but my beautiful
blonde wife cut me off.
   "It's okay, I won't be jealous dear.  I know you have needs, just like I
do!" She wrapped her fingers around Jim's prick and it was truly huge. 
Like 9" long and as big around as a coke can.
   I wasn't sure what she meant about her needs, but mine certainly didn't
include having anything to do with another man!  I started backing away,
but Sandy caught me with her hand on the back of my head.
   "Don't you love me Paul?" She pouted.
   "I...of course I do, Sandy, but..."
   "And don't you trust me darling?" She was still pouting.
   "Well, yeah but..."
   "Good, now just do this, okay?  Just for me?  Please?  I swear, I'll
never bother you about it again, okay?  If you just do this one little
thing for me."
   "It's not a little thing, Sandy..." I was going to tell her I wasn't
even remotely gay, but she misunderstood me again.
   "Oh I know dear, it's a huge thing, but I know you can handle it!" She
giggled again, like she always did when she got her way, and pulled my
mouth closer to that other guy's prick.
   It touched my lips and Sandy kissed my cheek.  "Open up baby, come on,
just for me.  It will make me so happy, really, it'll just be our little
secret." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and felt her guiding Jim's
big cockhead into my mouth.  "There you go, sweetheart!  Oh my yeah, that
looks so yummy!"
   Sandy was pushing my head until I was gagging on that cock and I thought
I was going to throw up, it felt so disgusting.  Why was I doing this?  Did
I love her that much to be sucking a cock?  I wasn't gay, I felt my stomach
churning and I almost pulled away but I heard Jim groaning and suddenly
felt his hands on my head, pulling me onto him even harder, so that I did
choke.
   "Smile Honey!" I heard and I opened my eyes to see my wife snapping away
happily with her camera.  "Oh you look so happy, darling!" She cooed at me
and I felt little tears starting in my eyes as my body burned with
embarrassment.
   I put my hands on Jim's powerful thighs, trying to push myself off, but
it was no good, he was so strong and he was banging that cock against the
back of my mouth so hard I thought I was going to die.  It actually hurt.
   "Deep throat him, baby." My wife was next to me again, rubbing my throat
with her fingers.  "Open up and take that monster all the way." She reached
down and found my penis, not hard at all and she started rubbing it.  "Come
on honey, I know you want to, suck it all for me, please?  I love you so
much!  Come on darling, open up!"
   Despite myself, Sandy had soon worked my cock to it's full 4 and a half
inches and she smiled at me.  "Oh honey!  I knew you loved sucking cock! 
You're so good at it." She looked up at Jim.  "Pop it in his throat now,
come on, he can take it."
   Sandy was stroking me hard and I felt Jim's strong hands under my jaw
and on top of my head.  "Open up, faggot!" He laughed and I suddenly felt
his thick cockhead pushing into my throat, he'd caught me as I tried to
swallow all the precum and spit in my mouth and suddenly my throat was
burning as it stretched around him.  "Ohhh yeah, what a good little pussy!"
   "Fuck him Jim, fuck my faggot husband's mouth!" Sandy was rubbing my
cock fast now and Jim was fucking my throat easily, pulling back to let me
breath every now and then, but mostly just slamming his prick into me so
hard I was wincing and crying, my whole body tense with shame.
   "God!  I can't believe I married a cocksucker!" Sandy was saying.  "A
fag, can you believe that?" Her words wounded me more deeply than anything
else could have.  I was doing this for her, after all, suffering the
physical and emotional pain, the humiliation, all just because she said it
would make her happy!  I made a muffled groan of self-pity as Sandy made me
cum.  I barely noticed, truthfully, it didn't feel like an orgasm, just a
betrayal.
   "Ewww!  Look at that!" Sandy held up her hand and then wiped my cum all
over my face, around the huge cock plunging in and out of my stretched and
bruised mouth.  "He won't cum in me, just when he's thinking about sucking
big cocks!  I can't believe this, oh my god!" Sandy sounded like she was
ready to cry, but her face didn't look sad at all.  She was grinning at me.
   "I'm gonna cum." Jim was saying and Sandy grabbed the camera.  "Do it on
his face, Jim, cum all over my faggot husband's face so I can get some good
pictures!" I closed my eyes as Jim pulled his cock free, shooting what
seemed like a quart of thick gooey sperm all over my face while Sandy
captured it all for posterity.
   I sat there, feeling thoroughly ashamed with my face drenched in cum,
wondering how I'd ever gotten in that mess.  Jim was grinning at me and my
wife was still taking pictures.  "How'd you like that, darling?" Sandy
asked me.
   I tried to reply that I'd hated it, but all that would come out was a
soft croaking sound.  It hurt trying to talk and they both laughed at me. I
rubbed my throat gently and got up, intending to go to the bathroom and
wash all that gunk away.  It felt to nasty on my face.  I could barely see
through the globs that were stinging my eyes and I refused to lick my lips,
even though they were sore and covered with sperm.
   "Where do you think you're going?" Sandy stood in front of me with her
arms crossed.  "Don't you dare think about cleaning yourself up!"
   "Wha-What?" I managed to get out, despite the pain.
   "You sit down right here, you had your fun, now it's my turn and I don't
want you to miss a thing!" Sandy pushed my down on the floor at the foot of
the bed.  I watched, wiping the cum from my eyes as she took off her
bikini. "You watch how a real man fucks a woman, Paul.  Are you ready
lover?" She smiled at Jim.
   "Oh yeah baby, I'm gonna love this!" He was stroking his cock and I was
amazed to see it was still hard.  He climbed on the bed and started
fingering my wife's cunt.  "Jeez, you're soaked, girl!  Damn!"
   "Shut-up and fuck me big boy, show my faggoty husband how to do it!" She
spread her long luscious legs and her pretty pink pussy glistened with
anticipation.
   "But Sandy!" I was finding my voice again, but it sounded pathetic and
weak.  "We haven't..."
   "I know we haven't, Paul!  That's the point...You're a queer and I need
a man!  Now put that big cock inside your wife, Paul!" She ordered me and I
couldn't believe I'd heard her right.
   "You want me to..." I was aghast.  It was bad enough she'd made me suck
that man, and worse still that she was going to let him make love to her,
but to make me help in this...betrayal.  I felt tears running down my
cheeks.  "Please, Sandy, don't do this..."
   "God!  What a sissy!  He's crying now." She looked into Jim's face and
he turned around and laughed at me.  "Get over here and put that big dick
in me, Paul.  I won't ask you again."
   I didn't know what that meant, but it didn't sound good.  I hesitated a
moment and finally took that throbbing penis in my hands and rubbed the
head across my wife's pretty little pussy.  She was so beautiful and I'd
never even been inside her and now, this guy, this stranger was going to do
it.  In our honeymoon bed!
   "Ohhh!  It's huge!" Jim started pushing and I watched in awe as that big
prick slowly split my wife's labia, pushing inside while she wrapped her
arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.  "Ohhhh...God!  Do it!
Shove that beautiful prick in my hole...fuck me Jim!  Fuck me, baby!" She
was groaning and humping her ass up to get more of him inside, but I didn't
know where it all could have been going!  He was so big I was afraid he was
going to hurt her.
   "Yeah girl, you love big cocks don't you!" Jim started fucking her
harder, really moving his shaft in and out while my brand new wife of only
24 hours clung to him eagerly.
   "Oh fuck yeah!  I love cock...Give it all to me...every inch...pump my
pussy you big stud!" She was giggling and gasping.
   "You...you're not a virgin?" I whispered as the revelation struck me
that Sandy had done this before.
   She laughed and then moaned loudly.  "OOOOOOH!  Christ...deeper...yeah!
Oh fuck...Paul...sweetheart...I fucked the varsity football team when I was
15...Oh god!  What a birthday party that was!"
   Jim was laughing too.  "What a fucking slut...Take it, girl...I'm gonna
cream you!"
   "Oh fuck yeah...cum inside me, baby, I'm not protected..."
   "What?" I almost screamed and grabbed my throat in pain.  "Sandy
no...please..."
   "You want me to knock you up, slut?" Jim was pumping hard and I could
see my wife's stretched cunt pushing and pulling with him, as if they were
sealed airtight by his size.
   "Oh fuck yeah, shoot the sperm inside me...make a baby in me,
stud...come on...show my cocksucking husband how a real man does it!" Sandy
was staring at me...her face a picture of ecstasy as the guy hammered her
pussy.  "Oh I'm gonna cum...I'm almost...there...ohhhh fuck!"
   I watched my wife orgasm over and over again while her big stud fucked
her hard, I couldn't believe how long he was taking.  For a good 15 minutes
they did it and I was almost sick to my stomach realizing I could never
hope to please my wife that way.  She loved that huge cock, pushing deep
into her womb.
   "Here it cums baby!" Jim warned her and I saw my wife pulling the man
inside her hard, her legs straining as she dug her heels into the small of
his muscular back.  She clamped her mouth onto his and I watched them kiss
as Jim pushed his dick deep.
   "OHHH!  Holy Fuck!" My wife screamed suddenly, tilting her head back and
I saw Jim's ass flexing as his balls emptied inside my brand new wife's
womb.  "Cum in me baby...shoot it oh yeah...oh fuck yeah...like that!!" She
was humping against him hard, having her best orgasm by far and all I could
do was stare and listen.  "Oh shit...so much sperm baby, all over my
cervix...fuck it in me...push it Jim, work those baby makers deep in my
cunt baby!  I wanna feel it all the way inside."
   A few minutes later Jim pulled out and my wife grabbed a pillow,
sticking it under her ass and lifting her hips high.  "I wanna keep it
inside me, dear, let those spermies do their thing!" She giggled at me and
closed her thighs.  "Now why don't you thank Jim for fucking your wife so
good."
   "Huh?" I asked but Jim quickly grabbed me by the hair and pulled me
around to face his semi-hard and glistening prick.
   "Don't hurt him baby, he's just a little slow." My wife said to Jim.
   "You can say that again!" Jim laughed.  "Anybody ever fucked my wife,
I'd kill him!  But you..." He stared at me, grinning.  "Clean me up,
bitch."
   I had no choice, I took that dirty cum covered cock in my mouth and
cleaned it slowly.  "Oh fuck, you got a sweet mouth faggot.  I'm gonna tell
my buddies all about you!  Come on down to the hotel sauna about 10
tonight, we'll work up a real sweat in that ass of yours too!" He chuckled
and pulled his cock out of my mouth with a soft plop.
   "Oh!  Isn't that sweet honey?" My wife giggled.  "I'd just love to see
you getting a nice hard fuck!  It feels so good...well, I'm sure YOU know!"
She grinned at me.
   "What?  How would I know...?"
   "Oh, I bet you've been fucked in the ass lots of times!" She nodded and
as hard as I tried, I couldn't convince her that I hadn't.
   Jim left finally and shortly afterwards Sandy made me lick his sperm out
of her raw stretched pussy, deciding that if she was going to get pregnant
it would have happened by then.
   "But don't worry, honey." Sandy patted my head as I crept between her
glistening thighs.  "If it's a boy we'll name him Junior." She laughed when
she saw I was crying again.
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