TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

Copyright c May 2002 By C.D.E.  ALL Rights Reserved

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit.  
This story may be freely distributed for personal use with 
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All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely 
Fictional.  There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To 
Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons.

Story Content:(Cuckold, M+/F, MF, FemDom, Impreg)

WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY.  DO NOT READ 
THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE 
READING A FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE 
GENRE, WHERE GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, 
PSYCHOLOGICALLY MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, 
SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND 
OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES' MALE LOVERS.

TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1 
AUTHOR:  C.D.E.

My "Workbook Series" will be a collection of my 
incomplete/partially developed story ideas and plots, that 
for one reason or another, I never got the inspiration to 
do more with or finish.  Some are lengthy.  Some are short. 
I'm posting them for readers who enjoy Cuckold/FemDom genre 
stories and prose.  Otherwise, they'd be gathering 
electronic dust on my hard drive. You may find the wording 
terse, and scene transitions and endings rough/abrupt. 
Remember, these are "draft stories/ideas". Who knows, in 
the future I may revisit these workbooks and develop some 
of these ideas further. Enjoy!

CMTS: ccwriter@hotmail.com
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Story IDEA-48-1: A Nice Fellow
CAST: 
ALICE
ALBERT

"I don't know how many guys I'm going to fuck before I 
let you put it in.  But for right now, I just want you to 
prove yourself by sucking my cunt."  These are the words 
Alice told me in reply to the same question I'd asked her 
several times in many different ways over the last 16 
months.

That's how long we've supposed to have been going 
steady in senior high.  Her answers have been different 
too, but all leading to the same thing, my tongue in her 
wet messy hot pussy licking up some other lucky guys' cum 
and me having to jerk off for relief after being her cunt 
lapper.

I married Alice two years later after having swallowed 
untold pints of shot off jism in her well utilized pussy.

Getting married to her was about the only way I was 
going to get what I'd been yearning and craving for, while 
it seemed any other guy just had to snap his finger and 
Alice popped open her legs and gave him all the pussy he 
wanted.

"No Albert, nice boys wait until their wedding night 
to put it in for the first time.  Mom and Dad think you're 
such a nice guy, so therefore not until you marry me will I 
let you have me."

Alice's parents were quite excited about me dating 
their daughter.  The first time I went over to pick Alice 
up for our first date, her parents were impressed that I 
didn't blow the horn with the engine running.

"He actually came in to get our little girl, rather 
than honking his horn. I like that.  A gentleman he is." 
Her father said.

"Well I be, he actually walked her back to the door 
and there's no pussy leakage streaming down her inside 
thighs." Alice's mom exclaim when I returned Alice home 
form our first date.

I've always wondered if things would've been different if I 
hadn't come across as such a nice guy.

I wondered if that was the reason why everyone else was 
getting into Alice's pussy with their dicks, and me with my 
tongue, cleaning up after all the others, just because I 
was a "nice boy" in her and her parent's eyes.

Actually, I guess if I hadn't been a nice boy, Alice may 
not have given me a second look.  You see, she let me know 
before we started dating that it was my nice personality 
that turned her on.
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IDEA-48-2: Story IDEA: A Higher Standard


	"Darling, I didn't lie to you about them, I just 
didn't bother to tell you yet."
	"But Helen, h-how could you do this to me?  We're 
engaged."
	"That doesn't mean I can't have friends, Howard 
honey."  Helen replied with a slight smirk and pouting 
countenance on her very pretty face.
	"Helen, friends aren't suppose to be as intimate as I 
saw you last night with Lloyd.  W-Why you t-two were k-
kissing so passionately a-and the way he was rubbing y-your 
rear, it r-really hurt to watch y-you and him."
	"I'm truly sorry you had to find out by accidentally 
making a wrong turn and passing us in the parking lot of 
that tavern.  Yes we were being amorous.  We were heading 
back to his place at the time."
	"I-I guess that means y'all were going to have s-sex."
	"Yes Howard, we were."
	"So t-that proves what I was saying about you two 
being more than friends."
	"No honey!  It just means we're friends having a good 
time in bed together.  Just friends having hot sex.  That's 
all." 
	"W-Well I-I guess there is no doubt now that the w-
wedding is off for next month."
	"Why?"  Helen replied with a surprised tone in her 
voice.
	"Well, it-it's obvious y-you like him more, w-we've 
been dating for almost two years a-and engaged for the last 
eight months.  Y-You haven't l-let me have sex with you 
yet... a-and here you a-admit to doing so with him."  
Howard said with a look of emotional strain and sadness on 
his face.
	"No honey, that's not the case at all.  I do love you 
more than him.  The reason I denied you was that I was 
holding you, and our love, to a higher standard than what I 
expected of Lloyd or his friends."  She said with an air of 
seriousness in her voice.
	"Friends!  Y-You h-had..." Overwhelmed at this new 
information, Howard choked on his words as he tried to 
speak.	
"Yes, I also had sex sometimes with his friends Todd 
and Al too, but that doesn't mean that I love you any 
less."
"H-Helen, t-this is t-to much for me to take.  Y-You 
were not only sexing him, b-but two of his friends too.  W-
Why couldn't you let me do the same r-rather than o-only 
letting me k-kiss and suck your cunt."
"Honey, that way I knew you really meant you loved me.  
With the guys, it was just lust they had for me and I for 
them.  I knew they weren't interested in true love, like 
you and I have.  None of them would've sacrificed like you 
and bought me a one carat engagement ring or been nice 
enough to agree to no sex, or put up with what I've asked 
of you doing the whole time we've been going steady."
"H-Helen, I-I'm lost here.  It-It sounds more like I 
been playing the part of the fool."
"Howard!  How dare you say such a thing!  There is no 
way I look upon you as a fool.  Just because I hadn't told 
you I was fucking Lloyd and many of his friends."

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IDEA-48-3: Story IDEA: Bush Trimmer


	Leland was admiring his handiwork, as he knelt between 
his mother's parted thighs.  Her thick bush was perfectly 
shaped.  He put away the clippers as soon as she gave him 
her nod of approval for his work, as she viewed her trimmed 
pussy in the hand held mirror.
	As he stood up to put away the electric clippers and 
other items, he tried to mask the erection he had.  He 
almost got away from his mom before she called him back.
	"Let me see if you've broken that nasty habit of 
getting a hard-on by looking at me.  Move that stuff from 
in front of your crotch!"  She shouted at her 25 year old 
married son.
	"P-Please m-mother, I-I couldn't help it . I-I tried 
not to g-get hard."  He meekly replied stammering as he 
complied with her command.  
	His small penis was stiff and stood defiantly out no 
matter how he tried to use his willpower to get it down. It 
was very evident from the bulge in his trousers.
	"I should've known you were thinking naughty thoughts 
again.  Your own mother.  You should be ashamed of 
yourself!" His shapely but stout mother put her hands on 
her hips as she stood before her cowering son.  She was a 
full head taller than him.
	"You know what this means don't you?"
	"Please mother, p-please don't whip me.  I-I'll do 
better next time.  It-it's just that Lola won't let me have 
s-sex with her and y-you being so pretty and always wanting 
me to d-do intimate things . while you're naked . I-I try 
to c-control my."
	"Excuses! Excuses!  That's all I hear from you. You 
just don't try hard enough sweetie."  She said sweetly as 
she grabbed his arm and headed him to the basement door.
	Leland knew what was in store for him.  He knew it was 
futile to resist.  His only option, as he'd done before 
countless times before, was to plead for mercy from his 
strong domineering whip welding mom.
	"Please mother, please don't whip me.  I-I'll try 
harder not to be naughty.  P-Please!  Maybe I-if you talk 
to Lola, s-she'll let me m-masturbate, s-so I won't get 
excited when y-you and Sis want me to do things..."
	"WHAP!"  His mother slapped him.  "I'll do no such 
thing!  You will not play with yourself.  Your wife will 
determine when and how you get off.  It's your duty to 
abide by her wishes and adhere to her rules. And I better 
not catch you jacking off.  DO YOU HEAR ME!"
	"Y-Yes ma'am."  He meekly replied rubbing his jaw 
where his mother's hand print was clearly outlined in red.
	A they walked down the basement stairs, his mother 
continued to chide him for being perverted, incestuous and 
getting sexually excited just because she and his older 
sister would be partially or fully nude when they had him 
doing things like bath them, paint their toe nails, or trim 
and shape their pussy bushes.
	Leland was accustomed to such humiliation and abuse.  
His wife was also domineering and subjugated him without 
mercy or shame.  She had many lovers - all black studs, 
whom she performed almost any sexual act with, but only let 
her mousy husband suck her cunt.  And even then, more than 
likely, only after one of her black stud had thoroughly 
fucked her lush cunt. 
Leland was no stranger to the taste of jism from a 
sloppy dripping slimy twat.  Not only was he required to 
suck his wife's frequently fucked luscious cunt, but also 
the bushy frequently fucked pussies of his mom and his 
sister.  Both also delighted in being fucked by black men.
Leland's wife made no secret she was dating black men 
when during their engagement.  She however, didn't reveal 
this until Leland had bought her an expensive 2-carat 
diamond engagement ring.  
Leland was drawn to Lola like a moth to a flame. He 
loved her dearly but thought after the wedding she would 
change her ways and settle down with him.
He was wrong.  Instead she became more tyrannical and 
abusive of him both mentally and physically.  She mocked 
him the one time she let him have intercourse with him and 
decreed that he needed to be celibate for at least four 
months before she'd let him have some again. If he had an 
orgasm, accidentally or intentionally, the clock would 
start over and he'd have to begin his period of celibacy 
again.
That was five years ago.  In that time, he's never 
been able to hold his load.  The reason can basically be 
attributed to his cunning wife as well as the aid she got 
from both his sister and mom, who delighted in dominating 
and humiliating him.
Leland, gullible and docile, cherished all three 
women, even though he was easily intimated by them, and 
feared the punishment they frequently imposed on him.  They 
repeatedly reminded him that the discipline was for his own 
good.
 
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IDEA-48-4: Story IDEA: Love Test


	"Sue dated all the guys on the on the football team at 
least once that I know of for each of the three years in 
senior high.  Wasn't that right dear?"
	My new bride, named Lisa, nodded her head smiling.
	"She was very popular with all the boys back then and 
all through junior college. She never had a steady 
boyfriend until, well until, I guess up until when she 
started dating you Norman."
	"Is t-that right?"  I said looking at Lisa.  She'd 
told me she'd dated several guys and had sex with two, but 
the whole football team each year in senior high was a new 
revelation to me.  I also didn't quite like the overtones 
of it either, but my new mother-in-law kept on talking.
	"Mother he doesn't want to hear all that stuff, Norman 
and I are planning to see a movie tonight We'd better be 
going honey."  She said to me.
	"Oh the show doesn't start for another three hours.  
Don't be in such a rush.  Let me get to know my new son-in-
law better.  Anyway, he should get to know me better 
anyway.
	My new mom-in-law was quite a colorful character as 
she talked about the family and some of my wife's old 
boyfriends.  I know she didn't intend to hurt my feelings, 
but she always ended up describing something about Lisa ex-
boyfriends that she considered to be a "real manly 
quality".  There was never any reference to me, only that I 
was a nice guy, and then only indirectly.
	
	"I told her get her a nice guy with a small prick and 
settle down.  A small dick guy is generally more loving and 
makes a good husband.  Lisa tells me your prick is small 
Norman.  That's a good sign your marriage will be long and 
happy."
	I was blushing profusely at her brazen comments and 
had to loosen my collar.  My wife and the others in the 
room just looked at my plight amusingly, including my wife 
who did snuggle up closer to me and kiss me on the cheek.  
I was speechless.
	"Mother, must you do this to him, we've only been 
married two weeks.  This is our first week back from our 
honeymoon."
	"Honey, the important thing is getting a marriage out 
on the right track if it's to be happy. 

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	We stayed at her mother's place for two months until 
we could find a place of our own.  My new wife always 
seemed to be going here and there with an old friend.  They 
would blow and she would run out to meet them at the curb.  
I assumed it was just a girl friend.  It was only after 
three weeks of this that I asked why she didn't ever bring 
them in to meet me or introduce me to her girl friends.
	"Darling, do you really want to meet my friends?"
	I nodded yes, puzzled by the strangeness of the 
question.
	"Well, honey first thing is that they were guys, not 
girlfriends.  They were actually many of my old 
boyfriends."
	I almost fell to the floor.
	"W-What?"
	"Well you see dear, they wanted to talk about you.  
They wanted to test my love for you.  You see they would 
ask me various things about you".
	"Like what"?  I inquired.
	"Oh, did I think you really loved me, how long we 
dated, how big your prick was, did you get me off as good 
as they did, those type things."
	Again, I was caught off guard by the candor of my new 
wife's answers.
	"A-And what did you t-tell them?"
	"I told them the truth, that I loved you very much 
honey.  I truly love you darling, even if they did have 
bigger dicks and got me off better and more times than you 
ever have."
	I swallowed hard.  I couldn't speak.  My face got 
flushed.
	"Now honey don't get flustered over this and let your 
male ego get the best of you.  Sure I went along with them.  
I let them put their big dicks in me to test my love for 
you.  Sure they made me come several times and fucked me 
long and hard, sometimes for up to an hour at a time, but I 
knew I still loved you after all the cum they shot in me 
and no matter how satisfied and contented they made my 
pussy.  No matter, I always came home and made love to you.  
The only exception was that each time I'd been with them, I 
always had you suck me out before we fucked.  I like having 
you suck my pussy after another man has fucked me

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	My wife and her mother both agreed that for love to be 
true it must be continuously tested.
	As she was getting dressed to go on a date with an old 
flame, I asked my wife how long would her testing of her 
love for me take place.
	"Sweetie, to make sure my love of you is always fresh 
and deep, I will probably do it as long as you love me."
	I didn't like her answer.
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	My wife has entered a new phase of testing our love 
she came home one night and also brought in her date, whom 
she'd been dating for the last two months.  She revealed 
she was pregnant.
	In addition, her stud also told me what a lucky man I 
was to have a woman that loved me enough to have his baby 
but stay with me.	 

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IDEA-48-5: Story IDEA: Peter, Paul, and Polly


"B-But Polly, this would be such a major, no, 
actually, a  radical change to our marriage."
"Yes, Peter darling, it will be a change, but I see it 
as workable."  My wife said as she laid her soft petite 
hand over mine at our dinner table.
"I-I know Paul is a close friend and all, but there 
are l-limits, my precious."
"You know I love you because of the many things we 
have in common.  The music we share.  The shows we go to.  
We like the same operas.  The things we talk about without 
bounds.  All those things and so many more little things we 
mutually enjoy.  However, darling, you know I have another 
side that matches Paul's personality."
"Yes, I know all too well."  I replied laconically. 
"So because he's better, uh, well anyway, you know what I 
mean.  Is that the reason you want to do this?"
"Sex is part of it, but I don't want to lose Paul, 
after all, I'm your wife.  I wear your name. I wear your 
rings.  Paul has no claim or ties or commitments from me.  
He just feels used.  This way, he'll have it all."
"I-I see."  I replied despondently.
"Honey?"  My wife said looking me straight in my eyes.
"Yes." I replied.
"I thought about leaving you for him."
There was a long moment of silence as I digested her 
statement.
"I-I see."
"But then as I thought more about it, the more I knew 
I'd miss you.  I really love you Peter.  In fact I really 
love you more than Paul, but I don't want to make a choice.  
He's not the loving nurturing type you are.  He's more the 
fun type fellow for partying, dancing and sexy cruises.  
You the wholesome bread and butter husband that a woman 
needs for stability."
"I-I see."  	 
"You're what I need where he leaves off, just like, 
well sort of the arrangement we have now, where you provide 
me with such deep wonderful tongue love after he's rocked 
my boat with his..., well you know what I mean."
I just nodded my head.  It was well understood by me 
that he was the real sex stud in our marriage and I the 
cuckold, with my strongest asset for sexing my wife in my 
mouth.
"Well darling, that's why I reached the conclusion 
that me having his baby would be an extension of our 
current arrangement.  Just like he's a good lover, he'd  
make a poor husband, that is giving a wife everything she 
needs for emotional support on a daily basis.  That's your 
real strong point.  But he'd be good at making a baby, and 
I know you'd be a super dad for raising the baby."


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IDEA-48-6: Story IDEA: XMAS Gifts


	Tis the season to be jolly.  But by golly, I'm not 
exactly full of cheer.

	You see my wife has a gift or two for me.  She won't 
tell me exactly how many, but I'm pretty sure it's going to 
be twins.  She said she wanted to surprise me.  She 
wouldn't tell me about the Ultra-sound results, but she's 
big enough to have triplets.

	I have a sneaky suspicion it's twins, since I've heard 
she and her mom surreptitiously discussing two of this, and 
two of that, and names for fraternal twins.

	My wife and I have 3 kids already.  They were all 
Christmas gifts to us, as she likes to say.  They were all 
born in December and all within a few days of Christmas.  
It's pretty hectic having 3 birthdays and a big holiday in 
the same month for three small ones.  None of the three are 
older than 7.  Also, none of them are mine biologically, 
only legally, as she and her folks always remind me.

	Let me tell you a bit of the history about my reason 
for dreading the Yule tide season.

	You see we were married in June, a bit over 9 years 
ago.  It seems so much longer now.  Well anyway, about 6 
months after the wedding - well actually, I think it all 
started on Christmas day.  That is, when her old boyfriend 
Jason came back into her life.

	Jason and my wife had been quite an item before I'd 
met her.  He was also more of everything I wasn't.  He was 
rather well built and handsome, not to mention taller than 
me also - by about 6 inches.

	My wife and he, before she was married had broken up 
about 3 years before we tied the knot.  Jason had left town 
and was now back in town due to a job relocation.

	We were over at her family's house for Christmas 
dinner when he - Jason - showed up.  My wife's mom had 
invited him to come over when he called to see if her 
daughter, my wife, was at home.

	"Even though you're married and have a sweet adorable 
husband, I though you still might want to see Jason one 
more time.  After all, Jason is moving back to town.  Isn't 
that wonderful?"  Spoke my new mother-in-law, in my 
presence even, and yet with glee in her voice.

	My wife became all smiles at her mother's words. And 
the worse part was that Jason had been invited to Christmas 
dinner.  When he arrived, my wife's mom seated him on the 
other side of my wife as we ate.  She had more conversation 
with him than me. 

	"Even though you're my new son-in-law, and I know 
you're going to be a good husband to our daughter, and 
please don't think what I'm about to say is personal or 
disrespectful, but I've always thought that Jason and our 
little girl would make the cutest looking grand kids."

	I almost choked at her words.  As I was clearing my 
throat and assured the others that I was okay, I could see 
Jason and my wife looking at each other lustily.  

	As dinner went on, I was treated to more humiliating, 
but apology in advance, comments from my new mom-in-law.

After dinner as we all sat in the family room enjoying 
coffee and liquor, I was amazed and appalled at the way 
Jason and my new bride were being so chummy and touchy-
feely - right in my presence, I might add.  I was worried 
as to whether Jason's presence was going to cause problems 
in our marriage. "Only if you make them darling", was my 
wife's reply to my question when we reached home later that 
night. I was taken aback by her answer on such a delicate 
matter. I tried to get her to talk more about Jason and 
her.  However, it became apparent that she was not in the 
mood to discuss the subject with me.

	I wondered what she really meant by saying that.  
However, it was enough to silence me as I stood there 
dumfounded at her straightforward response.

	The other thing that concerned me was the apparent 
tolerant, even encouraging, position that my wife's family 
took on the issue of her and Jason.  I couldn't believe my 
ears when my mom-in-law said to them -Jason and my wife- 
"You two should get together and talk about old times".

	The other thing was that Jason, who was a sports jock 
in high school, seemed to have more to talk about with my 
new father-in-law than I.  Since my wife's dad was a sports 
fanatic and I wasn't.  He and I didn't have much to talk 
about anyway, since his world seemed to revolve around TV 
sports.

	Taking her mother's cue, my wife informed me, not 
asked, that she and Jason were going out on a Platonic 
date.

	I feared I something to be worried about their 
Platonic good friendship date of that evening.  You see her 
pussy tasted a bit different that night when we made love.  
She seemed rather randy too, I might add, when she came to 
bed. In addition, her cunt did seem a bit wet, and I'd 
never seen her pussy lips so agape.

	Yes, I have to suck her pussy to satisfy her in 
conjunction with using my prick on her. 

	The next day, my wife told me more about Jason.  He 
was very much a stud,  a ladies' man, and a full time pussy 
hound, who always seemed to be successful in his cunt 
hunts.  It was my wife who revealed this to me.

	"We broke up because he couldn't be faithful", she 
told me.  She went on to reveal, in an unabashed manner all 
the great sex they'd had in the past.

	I was flabbergasted at her revelation, as she made me 
wait 18 long months before I could put it in, and that was 
only after we married.  The first 6 months of us becoming 
steadies, I only got blue balls from all the prolonged 
petting we did.  After becoming engaged, she did let me, 
well actually, encouraged me to go down on her.  That was 
my treat, as she used to say, even though she only rubbed 
my prick from time to time, but never even jerked me off.  
She did like to watch me do it to myself. As she watched, 
she kept her legs spread, exposing her well sucked and 
satisfied pussy.

	"Darling, I wanted to make sure you wanted me for me, 
not for my body and pussy as other men, including Jason 
did."  Her statement further struck me hard as she'd 
previously told me I had been only the second man in her 
life.

	"The only other man I was emotionally serious about."  
She clarified herself.  She admitted that Jason was the 
first, even though she found out early on that he was 
incapable of being loyal to their relationship.

	She pecked me on the lips and hugged me smiling as I 
became rather vocal at her denying me sexually so badly in 
our relationship prior to marriage.

	"Now baby, don't get upset.  Just think of it as you 
having passed a test that none of the other men in my life 
passed.  That's why I married you darling.  You were sweet, 
affectionate, caring, loving, rather devoted to me, and 
always the gentleman.  You definitely didn't fail the test 
by getting in, er... I mean trying, to get in my panties on 
our first date like so many other men I went out with."

	Her verbal stumbling and the tone of her voice didn't 
leave me with a warm fuzzy feeling that she didn't 
inadvertently slip in reference to men getting in her 
panties on first dates.

	I was seeing a side of my new wife as I'd never 
detected before.  She went on to justify having me sexually 
suffer for her "testing" of me.  She said it all in such a 
way that made me feel triumphant at passing her test and 
beating out other men in winning her hand.  However, I 
still didn't totally feel like a winner for some reason.  
On the other hand I was very excited at having such a 
pretty wife.  She's very shapely and was the type of girl I 
never figured would ever want to be mine, least of all 
agree to marry me.  Now, with it being just about 6 months 
after our wedding and here I am worried about an old 
boyfriend beating my time and breaking up my short but 
happy marriage.  I knew I couldn't let that happen.

"I guess it's in him to play around.  She said to me 
with a sigh.  "I know he was emotionally linked to me while 
we dated back then, but he couldn't help his philandering.  
He's just a whoremonger."  It did me good to hear her 
finally say something disparaging about her handsome ex-
boyfriend. 

"However, as I said, I guess he can't help it since 
he's quite a man in bed."  Again I was shocked and upset 
with my wife's openly verbal musings.  The look on her face 
also told me she relished her past times with Jason.

"I can't lie, we did fuck."  Was my wife's answer to 
my question about her recent date with Jason.

"A-And you s-still let m-me go down on y-you?"  I 
replied nervously and stammering upon hearing the news I 
feared that I knew the answer to already.

"I needed your tongue on my pussy darling.  Your prick 
was nice, that is, for the usual minute and a half you 
could last, but your tongue really does feel nice on my 
pussy, just like it belongs there.  However, Jason's cock 
is bigger, longer, and has more staying power.  It also 
feels right at home in my pussy too."

I had to sit down at her revelation and the 
strangeness of her comments.

After an hour of discussion about this situation with 
Jason, my wife made it clear that she wanted to continue 
fucking Jason. 

We both knew I didn't want that, but she challenged me 
to find a better way to solve the dilemma of her getting 
the satisfaction that he provided her without us breaking 
up our marriage. 

"I don't want what we have broken apart darling, but 
the truth is that if you don't love me enough to let Jason 
give me what you can't, I guess it's better for us to 
part."

"P-Please don't do this to me.  P-Please give our 
marriage chance."  I pleaded with my wife.

"I don't want to break it up darling, I just want to 
fuck Jason occasionally, that's all."  She replied with a 
pouting smirking smile.

I knew I was in a quandary, especially since I really 
loved and wanted her.  Sharing her with Jason seemed 
unacceptable, but as I thought about all the other things, 
and other men, that she'd revealed to me tonight, I 
remembered the old saying. `You can't lose something you 
thought you had, but didn't.'

"G-Give me t-time to think it over.  M-Maybe we can 
come up with a solution o-out of all t-this."  I replied 
softly, knowing more than likely, I wouldn't like any of 
them, when it looked pretty evident all would involve me 
having to share her with Jason.


CHAPTER -Mom/Aunt mediates situation between Jason  & 
husband/son and wife

	"Nephew, you did the right thing to come to me."  My 
Aunt Matilda said with a broad smile.  "You have done the 
right thing to consider negotiation and arbitration as a 
solution rather than just putting your foot down, my dear 
nephew.  Yes, a real man, may have done something like 
that, but you, as a devoted loving husband, who knows that 
his strength is in his love for his wife and attending to 
her needs and happiness, should negotiate."

	I didn't like the way my Aunt made her statement, but 
sadly I had to admit she was correct.  I couldn't approach 
this situation with demands like a "real man", but only as 
a devoted husband, who was deeply in love with his wife.

	To my chagrin, Aunt Matilda arranged for me, my wife, 
and Jason to meet at her house two days later to work out 
the terms of my new marital arrangement.

NEGOTIATIONS:

	My aunt was quite an arbitrator, and one with a heavy 
hand.  The discussions were heated at times.  I got the 
feeling over and over again, that the three of them were 
against me.  It not only hurt, but it was very humiliating 
to have my favorite aunt siding with my wife about my 
sexual inadequacies.

	Jason just sat there with a smug smile on his face as 
the two women disgraced me.

	To make matters even worse, Aunt Matilda even 
threatened to whip me if I didn't become more cooperative 
to the terms she'd proposed. I also became more cooperative 
as she also threatened to reveal more about how she and 
mother used to punish me as a teen.

	My self esteem had already been bombarded heavily, the 
last thing I needed now was for her to reveal family 
secrets of how I was made to wear women's clothes as 
punishment to take the edge off my "mannish manners" - my 
mother's words. 

	Berated, browbeaten, humiliated, and disgraced, I was 
basically forced to accept the following terms:

-Jason gets insemination rights to my wife
-I get pussy sucking rights and I must always perform oral 
sex for my wife after she and Jason have intercourse
-I have to wear condoms unless my wife is on the pill or 
pregnant


	"Nephew, in order to seal this deal properly between 
you and Jason.  I think it has to be done in a special 
way."

	"NO WAY!"  I shouted as Aunt Matilda whispered in my 
ear.

	"There is no need to be loud and unruly.  That is 
unless you want me to bring out my persuader. That is, 
unless that's what you want."

	"N-No, Aunt Matilda, I-I don't.  P-Please I-I don't 
want a whipping. B-But y-you can't expect m-me to s-suck... 
I-I can't hardly say it.  It-It's such a gross idea."  I 
stammered in total confusion and horror at the thought that 
my own blood relation was suggesting such a thing for me.

	"Dear nephew, I think it's perfectly acceptable for 
you to suck Jason's dick as a goodwill gesture of your 
commitment to this arrangement.  Besides, you'll be eating 
plenty of his cum from your wife's pussy anyway."

++++++++++++++++++
 
Additional NOTES For this story:

I've gotten fairly use to the taste of Jason's volumes 
of spent sperm.  He shoots so much. He shoots three times 
as much for one fuck as I do in a month.  Even though I 
hate him, I have to admire his sexual stamina and the 
robustness of his sturdy cock.

My dear nephew, I just know you're going to be a good 
husband about this and do your duty.  And that duty is to 
always clean up Jason's sperm from her cunt to demonstrate 
that you're a big enough of a man to know that you are the 
lesser man and to show it in a humble manner.	
	
"Your wife will have everything she wanted, a devoted 
loving faithful husband and very good provider, kids from 
the man she loves to bed her down, you get to keep her and 
virtually assured that she won't run away from you.

	I marveled at her logic.  It was profound, but yet in 
a strange way, I still didn't feel like a winner, even 
though it appeared I was by her logical rationale.

"I've given up trying to fight what's happening with the 
situation I'm in.  I've come to the conclusion that this 
will be what is required of me to keep my family together 
and hold on to my wife." 

	Yes, it's odd that I have to be a receptacle to boost 
the ego of my wife's lover and real man and the stud and 
sire of our growing family.  My wife is his breeder.  I 
have come accept and adapted to that fact, even though she 
still maintains she loves me unequivocally.

 Even though the kids are not mine biologically, they are 
mine legally and morally.

	"C'mon baby, my pussy is ready for you now."  Said my 
wife after her real man had gotten off her.  She parted her 
thighs wider and ran a finger down her gunk oozing slit."


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C.D.E. Workbook Collection: VOL-1
IDEA-48-7: Story IDEA: Matthew & Esther

CAST:
Husband-Matthew
Wife - Esther


	Matthew and Esther were perfect for each other.  
They both were of similar personalities, had 
many common interests and were both raised in 
religious families.
	So after college, and having mutually pledged 
themselves to each other since the ninth grade, it 
was only natural they became engaged and eventually 
got married a year after graduation.
	Their families were very glad and happy for the 
virgin newlyweds as they departed for their 
honeymoon.
	The couple was both looking forward to a night 
of wedding bliss.
	"I'm really looking forward to us being alone 
together."  Mat said to his new bride as they drove 
through the scenic countryside.
	"So am I my darling husband.  Aren't you glad we 
waited instead letting your lust get the better of 
you."
	"Yes, I guess you were right."  He replied 
sheepishly.
	"Even though I had to commit onanism by jerking 
you off to calm the devil's lust in you, it did make 
you more reasonable after you shot off your hot seed.  
It's better to have done that than commit 
fornication".
	"Since we were betrothed to each other it really 
wouldn't have been that big a sin."
	"But sin never the less".  Esther replied 
sternly.
	"How about me licking and sucking your pussy to 
ease your suffering of the devil's lust?  That's 
almost fornication.  We could've gone ahead and..."
	"Shush your mouth Matthew!  It's not the same as 
penetration and regular intercourse.  I know you 
wouldn't have looked at me the same if I had let you 
do that to me.  Plus, I could've gotten pregnant and 
knowing that I'd been violated, even by you, would've 
taken so much out of the wedding ceremony."
	"Well that's all behind us now.  We're husband 
and wife and let just concentrate on that."
	"Yes my dear husband you're right.  For the 
bible says that a husband and wife should rejoice in 
each other."
	"Amend".  Matthew said
	"Matthew, you know I love you dearly and that 
I've promised to be your for better or worse until 
death do us part.  But I have to ask you something 
that I've felt guilty about before now, that is since 
we are husband and wife and are suppose to share all 
things with each other."
	"Sure, what is it?"
	"Well, uh, well it's about your penis.  It seems 
so much smaller than my brothers or my dad's.  Do you 
think it'll be big enough to make sex enjoyable for 
us?"
	"A-As far as I know."  Her new husband was taken 
aback by such a question from his new bride.  He 
remembered her telling him sometime ago she had 
accidentally sneaked a peak at her dad and brother's 
organs at various times over the years as they were 
bathing or using the bathroom or getting dressed with 
the door cracked.  "Size doesn't really matter that 
much."
	"If you say so darling.  I'll love you even if 
it does and make do even if you don't have a sizable 
penis.  For the Lord shall make a way."


 ++++++++++++++++++++RAPE SCENE++++++++

	"OHHHH YESSSSSSS!  This is so good, yes do it to 
me!"
	Matt saw his new bride go from being totally 
scared to eagerly consenting to the sexual onslaught 
of the three black rapists.

	As Matthew sat tied securely by the three men 
who'd abducted them from the motel parking lot and 
taken them to some remote cabin.  All he could 
discern was that it was some type of modern log 
cabin.  He also heard that the three had broken into 
it also just for this vile act.

	Besides being totally helpless as he sat there 
hog-tied, he heard his transformed new bride mention 
on several occasions, how much bigger the three 
villains' cocks were than Matthew, and that maybe his 
smaller cock size was probably the reason, he, that 
is, Matthew, could not give her the same good feeling 
as they did.
	Needless to say, this made her new husband feel 
extremely humiliated and disgraced as the three men 
echoed his new bride's comments and made crude jokes 
the whole while about his size and stamina 
shortcoming as compared to them.
	Matt was almost in tears at the thought his new 
bride's virginity had been stolen. Even worse was 
that she reveled in what they were doing to her.  She 
also seemed to be fully aware that she had a very 
high probability of becoming inseminated by the three 
black rapists, while her husband was securely tied up 
and forced to watch her being thoroughly fucked.
	Having spent quite a bit of time on the farm, he 
knew about mating, but it pained him to see so many 
deposits of thick slimy jism dripping down between 
his new wife's legs.  He was terrified but also 
amazed at the stamina and prowess and size of the 
men's cocks.
	It also left him with a bad taste in his mouth.  
That is, after he was force to orally clean up his 
wife's sperm soggy sex, that had been drenched with 
the melded semen of the three black men. 

++++++++++++++++++++++++++

	"My dear husband all three were so much bigger 
than you.  How can something so good be bad?  No! I 
refuse to file rape charges against them.  Their 
actions may have been divinely caused therefore it's 
not for me to interfere with such plans.  Remember he 
works in strange but yet wonderful ways. I know. I 
might even be pregnant from them, but that's the way 
it'll have to be.  I really enjoyed what they did to 
me."
	Her husband looked at her as if she was insane. 
	"B-But Esther y-you have to do..."
	"Please my dear husband.  I do indeed love you.  
I've known you for years, however these last few 
weeks I must tell you I've been concerned that you 
may not could mount me properly and satisfy me as 
well as others who are, shall we say, more suitably 
equipped to do so.  When these three came along and 
proceeded to use me, I came alive in a manner I'd 
never expected.  I believed you did also judging from 
the erection you had.  Shame on you for getting 
pleasure out of seeing your wife sexually abused and 
succumb to enjoying what you couldn't do.  Maybe we 
ought to go to the police so I can tell them just 
that."
	"W-Well you don't have t-to mention every little 
thing.  B-Besides, it wasn't because of what the men 
were doing, it was you Esther.  Even though with 
another man, I still couldn't help but be moved by 
your beauty even in my darkest hour."
	"That's so sweet of you dear.  Did you notice 
how easily I took almost all of their large cocks?  
All of them had to be at least eight inches.  I know 
my hand couldn't close round either of the three 
while I was sucking on them.  Hal, I think that's 
what I heard one of them slip and called his name.  
He was really hung wasn't he?"
	Her new husband tried to avoid answering his 
wife but she kept after him until he did.
++++++++++++++++++
	"I know your ego and manly pride may have been 
slighted a bit. That is, since you were tied to the 
chair and had to watch. But honey it was so good 
being used like that, especially with you so close 
and yet prevented from doing anything about it all, 
that is to except look terrified.  Just so you know, 
I felt good about all that happened, including when 
they had you go down and clean my pussy for us to go 
another round of sex.  Your mouth felt rather good on 
my bruised but well satisfied sex.  It was good 
hearing my wet pussy being so well slurped as you 
tended to it with your tongue and lips."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
	"I really liked the idea of you having to eat up 
theirs and my sex juices.  It made me feel proud of 
you my dear husband to have you doing that and you 
sucked very well too.  In fact I'm leaking more of 
their thick rich seed and it would be such a waste 
not to use such rich seed for all it's worth.  If you 
still want to try and ensure I don't become with 
child, you may want to let me sit on your face again 
so you can suck out their draining cum."

+++++ THE RAPISTS CONTACT ESTHER AT HOME+++++++++++
	"Yes darling husband, I've been sexed by them 
almost all day while you were at work.  And you know 
what, even though I ache from all the activity, 
nothing would please me more than you laving and 
caressing my pussy with your lip and tongue."
	Even though he didn't want to do as his wife 
desired, his wife's skillfulness in making him feel 
guilty and a lesser husband eventually prompted 
Matthew to kneel and do his husbandly duty, as 
described by his licentious, but religious wife.  The 
juices leaking from her very wet vagina was a gluey 
syrupy blend.  It was obvious, just as his wife had 
described and he'd seen a few days ago, these men 
were very virile and their jism was viscous, rich and 
creamy.  He almost knew for sure his new bride had to 
be pregnant after having her fertile sex so well 
saturated with such potent seed.
	Even Matt had to concede his cum was no where 
close to being as plentiful or as thick and pudding 
like.
	Matt feared his wife was pregnant and that one 
of the men's child would be their first born.  He was 
sad, because as his wife reminded him, he was 
obligated to accept, love and raise the baby as his 
own due to his wedding vows.  He thought about it 
all, for better or worse.

	+++++++++++++++++++++++++
	"No my darling husband, they desire me to go 
with them.  It is not up to us to try to foresee what 
destiny is for each of us.  This may be the master at 
work in his own strange way and it's up to me to go 
with them, for it may, and probably will, save some 
other poor girl or girls from being brutally sexed 
and harmed by their big cocks.  I've been exposed and 
conditioned to their giant genitals.  No my husband, 
it is right I go and that I receive your blessings 
for me to have the strength to extract all the 
devil's lust from them.  Meanwhile, I want you to 
stay home and do the chores I ordinarily would be 
performing."
	Matt couldn't flaw his wife's logic, but he was 
extremely worried about her being out with the three 
burly muscular, and apparently very horny, black men.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Esther Talking ++++++
" After all, just because you all are forcing us to do 
these evil things doesn't mean that we have to go to 
some shabby motel.  Besides, we can fuck, to use your 
word, in a nice clean bed.  I know my husband would 
want me, his wife in a nice clean bed, and bedroom 
that he's prepared rather than some shady motel.  
Right darling?"

+++++++++++++++++ START OF SECOND CHILD+++++++++++
	"No my husband, if it's the Lord's will, I will 
be with child after having mated with this man.  Yes, 
what he desires of me may be evil.  Look upon him as 
the devil if you will.  He wishes to couple with me 
doing this week, which is my most fertile time.  
However, if his mating makes me pregnant, then we 
must accept that as what must be."
+++++++++++++++++
	Later that night after his wife and Matt are in 
bed, he woos his wife to have sex with him.
	"No my husband, doing the time that he is 
imposing his lusty ways on me, I am tainted with the 
devil.  Therefore you must also sacrifice and suffer 
as I am doing, albeit in a different manner.  You 
must be celibate during this time, actually for the 
next two weeks to ensure that only his seed is in me 
and to see if it ripens within me."
	Matthew protested, but his wife subdues him with 
her skilled oratory and manipulative religious logic, 
which he yielded to.
	"That's the spirit dear.  In fact he even said 
that you should be without sex during this time also 
and even proposed a device to assist you from being 
tempted to commit masturbation.  You know what the 
scripture says, "It's better to spill your seed in 
the belly of a whore than to masturbate".  However, 
there'll be no whore for you either.  Therefore your 
celibacy during this period is the answer.  I will 
seek getting it for thee on tomorrow.  Sacrificing in 
that manner will aid you in your suffering with me."
	"B-But Esther, I-I can't..."
	"Are you saying you can't support your wife when 
the way is dark and the path treacherous?  Are you 
just a fair weather, walk in the sunshine only 
husband?"
	"O-Of course not dear, I-I..."
	"That's better.  For a moment there I thought 
you'd forgotten about the better or worse wedding 
vows you swore to at the altar."
	Matthew knew it was hopeless to present a 
counter argument.  He sighed and capitulated, even 
though his prick was notoriously hard and aching for 
release.
	She bid him goodnight as he laid their trembling 
at the thought of her being almost naked next to him 
but yet forbidden to his touch and caress.
	When he sought to sleep in the guest bedroom, 
she forbade him and indicated she feared he may yield 
and be tempted to play with himself.  Therefore she 
demanded he stay where she could detect any failure 
on his part to control himself and persevere through 
the ordeal.
	It was a fitful and sleepless night for Matthew.  
His wife exposed more and more of her nakedness as 
she rolled and turned in the bed. She repeatedly 
brushed against him and he even heard her calling out 
the name of the rapist she'd been sexing for the last 
few days, and would be again in the next few days.
	The next day, she presented her husband with the 
chastity belt recommended by her illicit lover.  
Matthew was shocked at the lock that was built in and 
that his wife would retain the key.

++++++++++++++++++++++++	 
 	Matthew was glad that the couple was ordered to 
leave town and go on a foreign mission.  The plan was 
that he and his family to go to Sweden, but somehow 
it got changed to a remote region of West Africa.  
Before he could get the assignment changed, he was 
told it was too late.
	He was upset at the change but he was sure it 
had to be better than his wife being under the 
control and influence of the three black rapists, 
from whom they now had three young children.


Epilogue:

	Within the church organization that made 
missionary assignments, it was later discovered that 
a woman who resembled Esther had volunteered to help 
out the clerk who maintained such record of 
assignments.  It appears it was this volunteer who 
made the error which switched Matthew  and Esther to 
do their missionary work in a remote part of West 
Africa.  A treacherous region known for a tribe where 
the men have very large penises and who have a 
yearning for sex with white women, no matter if they 
are missionaries or not.

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