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   The Cuckold Groom

   Chrissy made a beautiful bride.  She and I were childhood sweethearts
and we loved each other dearly.  Her old man had pitched in to give his
daughter a good sendoff and it was quite a wedding and quite a party.  I
knew I was the luckiest man in town that day.  Chrissy is the daughter of
one of the most prominent men in town, and the man responsible for my new
job.  He didn't want to see his daughter marry a bum.  Although he and I
weren't exactly fond of each other, (he hated me) he was determined to make
sure his beautiful daughter was happy.  And Chrissy looked radiant that
day. She is a petite little blonde, about 5' tall, with a tiny little waist
you could almost get your hands around (my hands aren't too big though) She
has nice flaring hips, and breasts that were not huge, but were feminine
and pointed and they stood out proudly from her chest in her white chiffon
wedding gown.  She liked wearing her golden hair short, and with her baby
face, this made her look very young, almost childlike.  She has the most
beautiful smile.  Her whole family has that "beautiful people" look.

   Chrissy's dad didn't think much of me.  Why do the old men dislike their
daughter's choice in men?  He wanted her to marry the local football hero,
Ted.  Ted was a real jock, big, overly confident, pushy-as-hell.  He had
dated Chrissy back in high school and still called her.  She had told him
"no" one night at the junior prom and Ted didn't like being told no. 
Chrissy had started dating me during our senior year, which earned me some
pushing around by Ted and his fellow jocks.  Once, in the locker room, I
had been walking from the showers when I felt the sting of a leather belt
hit my wet behind!  I jumped and fell.  I got up, feeling the red welt
forming on my ass cheek and Ted (and his entourage) were leering at me. 
Ted was gesturing with his belt at me saying "I heard you got to first base
with Chrissy over the weekend.  Well don't worry `pencil-dick' because I'll
be the one `sliding into home!' Haa, haa, haaa...".  They all had a good
laugh.  It was me that Chrissy married though.  I thought I had the last
laugh.  My virgin bride.  I should have known back then that guys like me
don't get nice breaks like Ted.  I should have known it would be those
large hand holding the belt that would slide my wife's panties down.  It
would be Ted's large and experienced tool that would take her virginity.

   Like I said it was quite a party.  The reception included the town's
best and richest.  (well, maybe just the richest.) Chrissy was bubbly and
blushing.  She was nothing but smiles and love for me.  "Can't wait honey"
She said.  "I'm loving all of this but I want to touch my husband." This
kind of racy talk from her got me loosening the collar of my tux.  We
continued to dance and smile and make conversation.

   "Joel, I see that my daughter is quite happy today." Said Bill, her
father.  "I want to make sure she stays that way." He stood over me near
the banquet table while Chrissy was cutting cake.  "Well, Bill," I replied,
"I'll do my best to keep her happy.  I love her very much."

   "Oh I have no doubt that you love her, Joel, I just hope you won't mind
if a father decides to take some `extra measures' to insure his family's,
er, contentment...?"

   "I do appreciate the job sir.  I'll work very hard." I thought he was
referring to the job he had arranged at his computer company.

   "Oh, ah, ahh, haa, haa, yes, yes Joel.  You work very hard now, haa,
haa, haa!" He clapped me on the back and walked away toward the bar,
laughing.  Fucking jerk.

   The afternoon wore on, Chrissy and I had a great time.  She tossed the
bouquet.  The limo took us to a nice resort hotel up the coast.  Her father
had made all the arrangements so I knew we were set for a nice week.  I
carried my blushing bride over the threshold in a wriggling bundle of
white. She smelled terrific.  She felt warm and wonderful.  My little prick
had been stiff since we got in the limo.  We laughed and chased each other
around the room, finally ending with me on top of her on the bed.  I could
feel the firm cones of her breasts pressing against my shirt.  We were
smiling and kissing and making baby-talk.  Her hips were moving around in
little circles.  There was a certain heat from between her legs that I
could feel with mine.  "God, honey, I'm so hot..."She moaned.  "I have a
little surprise for you."

   "What?" I gasped.  "Here, get this off..."

   "Well,...first of all I have a special outfit I'd like to put on for my
husband..." (I loved it when she talked like this.) ...And can you guess
what else is special about today?"

   I helped her get her skirts off.  She scampered across the room toward
the bathroom.  "I'll give you a hint, hubby dear, I had my period exactly
two weeks ago...!" She ran into the bathroom to change.

   "You mean...today you're...?!!" I ran toward the bathroom door to grasp
my lovely bride.  Just then there was a key in the lock of the hotel room
door and it swung open.  Ted and two of his friends walked in.

   I didn't even have time to react, I was heady from the champagne, and
anticipation of being with Chrissy, Ted quickly took two steps and punched
me in the stomach.  I doubled over in a gasp and slunk to the floor.  Ted
and his friends were being quiet.  "Did you hear me honey?" I heard her
call.  "Honey?"

   Ted's two friends were one of his football buddies from high school I
recognized.  The other was a girl I'd seen with their group before.  She
had the look of some of those sneering "party girls" that like to hang out
with them.  Ted had a shit-eating grin on his face as he leaned over me and
said "Keep your mouth shut Joey-boy.  Nobody'll get hurt.  I'm just here to
get what's mine.  Paybacks are a bitch." He told his friends to "take care
of me." His friend, Brad grabbed me by my hair and threw me onto the sofa,
"shut up you little freak!" muttered the girl.  She quickly stuffed my
mouth with one of Chrissy's stockings that was on the floor.  Brad produced
a roll of duct tape and taped my mouth shut.  They both rolled me over and
pinned my wrists as I struggled.  The tape was wound around my wrists and
ankles.  The girl ( I heard Brad call her Carol) sat at the end of the
sofa, and positioned my head, face down, in her lap.  Chrissy came out of
the bathroom.  "Honey, what do you think of this...OH!" Ted was next to the
door as Chrissy came out and saw us.  He grabbed her from the side.  She
had dressed in a white, lacy teddy and panty outfit that was accentuated by
her pointed breasts that held out the satin from her body.  I could see her
pantied crotch, delicate and vulnerable, for the first time as Ted grabbed
her.  "LET ME GO TED YOU SUNOVABITCH!!!  I HATE YOU I HATE YOU HOW DARE
YOU..." He tossed her wriggling body onto the bed (our wedding bed!) and
held her down.  Ted is a large framed guy.  Brad and Carol were laughing as
I struggled and tried to protest through my gag.  "Take it easy
sweetheart..." But he was laughing as he pawed my wife's breasts and
thighs. "Damn Chrissy it's been a long time, girl..." He tried to kiss her
as he held her arms pinned above her head.  "OW!!  GODDAMN IT BITCH!!"
Chrissy bit his lip.  She had gotten one hand free and slapped him soundly
across his face "SLAPPP!!!" "HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER.  ON MY WEDDING NIGHT!
THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" I saw Ted snarl and slap her back across her face.  Her
attitude changed quickly.  He picked her up and threw her off the bed.  He
stood over her and undid his pants and pushed them down.  She lay on the
carpet in an abused heap.  She looked like she was sobbing.  "Now is that
any way for a girl to act on her wedding night `honeyyy'?  Now put your
mouth where it belongs bride!" With that he grabbed her hair and sat down
on the bed, pressing her face into his crotch as she knelt in front of him.
She was crying and sobbing and only struggled a little.  He twisted her
head around with her hair.  "You mind your husband, now, girl!  I want
those lips put to work!" Her face was pressed against the bulge in his
underwear.  She began to make little mewling sounds and struggle a little
bit as he twisted and pulled down his underwear.  It was getting a little
dark in the hotel room but I could see the broad, purple head of his cock
spring into view.  "I can see my new wife is going to need some
discipline." He turned and began to remove his belt from his pants.  "Ted!
don't do this.  I beg you!  I'm sorry I wouldn't take your calls!  Don't
make me...!" She was sobbing.  Tears were running down her child-like face
as he looped his belt in his fist and grabbed her hair again.  "Open your
mouth..." He said almost patiently.  "Open your mouth..." "CRACK!" The belt
came down on her lovely pantied ass and she yelped and sobbed.  "Ted
DON'T..." he cut her off as he stretched her lips with the head of his
cock. She cried and tossed her head.  Ted leered and brought the belt down
again.  "CRACK!" Chrissy shook and yelped through her mouthful of cock Ted
pulled it out and pressed it against her lips, ordering her to lick the
shaft.  Even in this light, I could see his member was much bigger than
mine.  he didn't appear to be circumsized either, the skin giving his penis
an almost, club-like appearance.  I yelled and twisted against my bond. 
"Goddamn!  Ted," said Brad, laughing.  Carol was laughing too as Ted
mastered my wife.  "LICK, WIFE!" He said.  "You can yell and thrash all you
want.  I paid the bellboy's handsomely to leave us alone.  Your daddy was
good enough to give me some expense money for this little `operation'".  He
grabbed her wrists and over her protests, sat on them.  Her hands were
pinned under her rapist with his erect cock in her face.  She could not
pull away from his crotch.  Ted's voice became softer to her as she
struggled and sobbed and adjusted to her predicament.  "Lick the family
jewels, honey, get them all warmed up..." His balls were hairy and red, and
looked as large as eggs.  Chrissy continued to twist her head against his
grasp as she bent to her task.  Ted moaned with the sensation.  "Keep
licking, honey."

   Brad and Carol pushed me onto the floor with a THUMP.  Carol sat on top
of me.  My face was only a couple of feet from Chrissy's squirming ass. 
"CRACK!" Ted brought the belt down again on her ass "CRACK!" Chrissy
howled, but her mouth was full.  Ted leered down at me.  "Can you smell her
Joey?  Hm?  She's getting wet." Brad had gone into the bathroom and
returned.  I couldn't see what he was holding.  He and Carol grabbed me and
pulled down my pants and underwear.  "Look at that white ass!" exclaimed
Carol.  She and Brad pushed and pulled me until I was laying across her
lap. Brad handed her a jar of what turned out to be vaseline.  "We don't
want you to miss out on the de-flowering tonight Joey, so I brought along a
little friend!" Carol was reaching into her purse and pulled out a large
object that I couldn't twist my head far around enough to see.  It looked
black.  That's all I could see.

   "Enough training, wife, get into bed!" Ted cracked his belt across her
ass once more as he stood up.  His large member literally came out of her
mouth with a "POP!" Her little-girl face looked red from crying.  Her lips
were swollen red and pouting.  "TEED!  DON'T DO THIS!  WHAT ARE THEY DOING
TO HIM?  OWWW....!" He pushed my wife onto the bed, her legs and arms
splayed.  She put up a little bit of a fight as he put his weight on top of
her.  She seemed more inclined to kiss him now than before.  I could see
his large hands, pulling and kneading her breasts and nipples-making them
stand up erect.  His large cock was pressed against her belly.  I saw his
hands slide under her panties and push them down her thighs.  She struck at
his shoulder with her hands and her legs pedalled furiously as he stripped
her.  "STOOOPPPP!!!!"

   I felt Carol's long-nailed fingers put a cold glop of vaseline against
my anus.  She began spreading it around.  She stuck a finger in me, then
two.  She worked her greasy fingers in and out.  I tossed my head from side
to side.  Sweat ran from my forehead.  The room was much darker now.  A
little light came in through the large window facing the bay.  I heard a
dull buzz from the vibrator Brad handed to Carol.

   Ted squatted, and took off his shirt and kicked off his pants and shoes.
He appeared large and tanned, like an athlete.  His body was much hairier
than mine.  I could see his cock silhouetted against the window as he did
this.  Some pre-cum dropped from the tip.  He put my wife's ankles over his
shoulders, giving her a little swat on the ass to remind her who was in
charge and placed the tip of his cock against her moist opening.  As her
legs were splayed, I could see a glint of moisture in her crotch, in the
fading light.  Her face was beautiful against the pillow.  "Now you can
cooperate, Chrissy, and take it on your back like a woman, or I mount you
from behind like a beast!" Chrissy didn't protest but her lips were pouting
and she began mewling and sobbing as Ted began a steady thrust.  He didn't
break her cherry with one enormous thrust, but let her moistening pussy
slowly impale itself on him.  When her cherry broke, Chrissy gasped, and
kicked her little feet in the air.  Ted confidently grasped her waist and
pulled her the rest of the way onto his shaft.  I could hear Chrissy
moaning into his chest as he settled his weight on top of her.  Her legs
bent back against her chest.  My wife's breasts pressed against Ted.  Her
feet kicked a little as he settled his ball-sack against her ass.

   Carol worked the buzzing dildo into my asshole.  It stretched and
violated me as I watched my wife be inseminated by my childhood bully. 
Carol must have worked nine or ten inches of the thing into my gut.  I
could feel it vibrating deep inside me.  More duct tape was used to hold
the thing in place.  I cried into my gag as the tape was wound around my
hips.  The two then got up, and laughing quietly, left the hotel room.

   Ted pumped his cock in and out of my wife.  The veined shaft glistened
with the moisture he pulled from her.  He wrapped her legs around his
waist. Chrissy was moaning and squirming but had surrendered to the fuck. I
heard him muttering to her, "Can you feel that Chrissy?" "Yes..." She
replied.  "Here, lift your legs so I can put it against your cervix." I saw
her bend her knees again and point her toes, her eyes went wide and her
mouth opened in an "O" as he impregnated her.  "Ohh, TED!" My wife cried.

   They didn't separate.  Ted pulled the covers over them later, and I saw
the shape of his ass humping the covers up and down.  I heard my wife cry
out from somewhere in there.  I was reminded of the time when I was little
and peeked into my parents bedroom to find out what the squeaking noise
was. My asshole was stretched and pained.  The vibrator continued to throb
in my belly.

   I think I may have passed out.  I could see the moon outside.  When I
opened my eyes.  Ted and Chrissy were doing it slowly.  He had her bent
over, her young ass in the air, and against him.  I could see his ball-sack
swinging between her legs.  She didn't appear to be fighting him anymore,
or she had completely surrendered.  I remember seeing her arch her back as
he thrust forward and grunted again.  She kicked her legs again as he did
this.

   The door slammed.  My wrists were free, (the tape was cut).  I hurriedly
worked the damned duct tape off my wrists and ankles, and extricated the
dildo from my butt.  I had worn the batteries out.  Sunlight was streaming
in.  Chrissy and I were alone.  I ran to the bed and woke her to see if she
were alright.

   "Chrissy!  CHRISSY!  Wake up for Goddsake!  Are you okay!!?" She moaned
and rolled over, putting her arms around me slowly.  I pulled her into me
and gently kissed her.  "I'm alright dear." She said.  her voice sounded
strange.  I kissed her and kissed her and ran my hands around her.  She
felt wonderful.  She smelled musky.  I could still smell Ted's aftershave
or something on her.

   Strangely, I found myself aroused.  I was kissing my lovely new wife and
feeling her bare, secret places for the first time.  She was kissing me
back.  I rolled myself on top of her as we embraced.  I confidently spread
my wife's thighs.  "Stop Joey..."She said.  She smiled at me sweetly as I
stared agape at her.  "Go get a condom from the bathroom, please" She
brushed some hair out of her face.  "But....but..." I stammered.  "GO, get
a Condom!" She said, and then kissed my cheek.

   I returned quickly with the condom, fumbled it on, then tried to resume
our former passion.  She lay back, calmly, as I slipped my gloved pecker
into her pussy.  Even through the condom I could feel the heat and
incredible moisture.  "Is it all in...?" She asked.

   Two years later we had a little one-year old running around the house.
Chrissy is happy.  Her family is ecstatic.  I am the breadwinner, and
little else, it seems.  The kid is a brat already.  Chrissy insists that he
looks like me.  Ha.  Ha.  We always use condoms.  ("must be careful!") To
make matters worse, at the last big family gathering, her folks suggested
another grandchild.

   End.

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