
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

Copyright c July 2000 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 
this notice attached.

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:(M+/F, MF, Inter, MM, FemDom, Incest, Mdom)

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

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF THANKS:  Many thanks to "Cummytoes" for 
his idea and consulting support on portions of this story.

Title:  Family Bonding  Part 4
Author: C.D.E.

ABSTRACT: James, naive and virginal, is engaged to 
Judy, the daughter of the apparently loving, caring, 
sharing, closely knit Smith family.  James begins 
bonding with his new in-laws during their engagement, 
and after he eventually marries into the Smith family, 
he discovers that outward appearances of the Smith 
Family's image proves deceptive.


CAST:

Judy Smith-Fiancee/Wife
Judy's Mother - Mother Smith
James Jackson-Fiance/Husband
James's Mother -Mother Jackson 
James's Aunt- Aunt Jasmine

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CONTINUED FROM PART 3


CHAPTER 12 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: In My Own 
Bedroom

	"James!  Come back here!  Aren't you coming up to 
watch Rod fuck me?"  Judy shouted at me as I turned to 
walk away.  She was half way up the flight of stairs, 
with Rod in tow, as they headed to my bedroom.

	I froze in my tracks.  I couldn't believe my 
ears.  I turned and looked at her as if she was crazy.

	"J-Judy... Y-You can't mean..." I stammered.

	"Yes she does!  And don't stand there like a knot 
on a log!  What kind of man are you! Go standby your 
woman!"  I heard my aunt shout as her words cut me 
off.

	I looked around.  I not only saw my aunt standing 
nearby with hands on her hips and with a pissed 
expression on her face, but I also saw mother in the 
distance coming toward me also.

	In a flash, I knew my humiliation was to increase 
exponentially and that the sooner I got with the 
program the better.  The last thing I needed was more 
verbal encouragement from the combination of both my 
aunt and mother.

	"I-I'm coming Judy."  I said as I began to mount 
the stairs quickly.  My eyes were still watery as I 
reached the top of the stairs following the pair, who  
apparently were in heat.  I was so browbeat, but with 
all I'd been through, I just wanted this bout of 
humiliation to be over as soon as possible.

	As we three entered my bedroom, Judy, my 
vivacious fiancee, was quickly undressing as she 
walked.  Rod, her old high school flame, did the same.  
The large obscene bulge in his trousers was even more 
pronounced as he began to remove his pants.

	Judy and Rod undressed without the least bit of 
shame, while I just stood by dumbfounded at what was 
occurring before my eyes.

	The next moment they were passionately kissing by 
the time they were close to being totally nude.  Judy 
had her hands wrapped around - well actually not all 
the way around - Rod's jutting enormous tool.  Her 
hands couldn't fit around it.  The head was easily 
larger than a golf ball, pink-ish red and very 
bloated.  It was obvious it was ready to spit seed.

	By the way Judy kept fondling the long shaft of 
Rod's penis, which had to be at least 9 inches long, 
she was apparently anxious to receive his seed also.

	They were tumbling across my double bed in a 
foreplay ritual.  I was still spellbound as their 
kissing and nibbling on each other progressed to where 
Judy had engulfed the swollen head of Rod's jutting 
pole of stiff meat.  The mere sight of the event 
before me caused me to get an involuntary erection, 
even though my feelings were hurt severely.  However, 
the sight of her pink colored lips, stretched around 
his giant cock, and moving wetly up and down his stout 
shaft was so lascivious.  I nevertheless was aroused 
greatly and wished I was in his place.

	It was then, I decided it was best for me to 
leave the two, as it was rather obvious what going to 
happen next.

	I made about two steps before I heard my name 
called.

	"James!  Where are you going?  Get back here!  
Sit down!  I bet you were going to run off and leave 
me all alone while Rod has his way with me.  Even if 
you can't do what he's about to do, the least you 
could do is have the courage to watch to make sure he 
does a good job.  C'mon over here, I want you closer."

	Judy's voice was loud and had a sense of urgency.  
I meekly did as she requested.  I felt so silly and 
mortified.

	"R-Really Judy, there is l-little I-I can do by 
being..." I tried to speak, but was cut off.

	"James, I want you here while we fuck!  You'll 
stay and that's final!  Understood?"

	Her outspoken dictatorial tone surprised me.  I 
was too shocked to speak.  I passively nodded my head 
to indicate I understood.

	"Good!  That's better.  Now then, take off your 
pretty pink apron and undress.  You're going to join 
us.  Since you seem to be keen on trying to desert me 
when I need you to stay, I think I know a way to have 
you be a part of this and still see to my sexual well 
being.  Now do as I say or do you want to call in your 
mother and tell her you're not showing respect for me, 
the woman you soon plan to marry?"

	I was reluctant to do as she ordered, but her 
words and stern face let me know she meant business.   
I knew I had to submit, besides I definitely didn't 
want mother in on this act.

	Even though I was quite cowed by her 
forcefulness, in the back of my mind I was hopeful 
that because she wanted me to participate, that maybe 
she might finally want to have mercy and provide me a 
bit of sexual pleasure, even if it had to be in the 
presence of her old flame.  Even though mentally sad, 
the thought of some direct sexual pleasure with her 
kept my spirits high.  The idea of a possible blowjob 
really excited me.

	After taking my pants and shorts off, I tried to 
shield my much smaller prick.  I was no comparison to 
the very much longer and thicker one Judy was still 
fondling and licking as she monitored my undressing 
progress out of the corner of her eye.

	"Move your hands, James darling.  We should have 
no secrets here, especially from the man who's going 
to be helping your fiancee cool her pussy down."

	I saw a smirking chuckle from Rod. I blushed a 
deeper red than I already was.

		Next, Judy had me come closer to the bed.  
In the process I could no longer hide my little, but 
erect prick.  I was so ashamed because I didn't know 
which was the more embarrassing, having a smaller 
member or the fact I was erect seeing the woman I 
loved making out with another man.

"Now that's better, at least you're in the spirit 
of things."  Judy commented upon seeing I was stiff.

"Now James darling, I've decided that I want this 
to be educational for you, since you're a virgin.  
Therefore, I want to make sure you have a front row 
seat to see how to properly sex your wife-to-be.  
Also, you'll be participating too."

The `front row seat' Judy wanted for me caused me 
to jerk upright and almost bolt from the room.  But a 
reminder from her of what lied on the other side of 
the closed bedroom door, caused me to pause. 

Rod's intervention also played a part, especially 
when he became very candid about what he'd do. 

"Listen wimp!  If you don't respect your fiancee 
and do what she tells you,  I'm gonna whip your ass 
and still make you do it.  Now take your choice, you 
can do what she wants with or without my fists upside 
your head!"

 Already scared before he spoke, I broke out in a 
nervous sweat.  I didn't have to think anymore.  He 
was the big brawny type.  I didn't stand a chance 
against him. 

"W-where do y-you want m-me Judy?"  I asked 
softly as I hung my head swallowing what pride I had. 

"I knew you'd do the right thing by me.  I think 
you really love me after all."  Judy said with a 
familiar smirk on her face as she held my hand and 
guided me in position on the bed. 

As I looked straight up at the ceiling, I awaited 
for the inevitable.  I soon heard she and Rod moving 
around and positioning themselves.

In a moment I had the sight and felt the heat of 
Judy's lush juicy cunt hovering right above my 
upturned face. As I rolled my eyes upwards, I could 
see Rod's jutting batting ram of a dick approaching 
from the opposite direction as he climbed in position 
to make contact with my fiancee's awaiting snatch.  
And there my upward facing head, right in the middle 
where all the action was soon to be taking place.

Judy had positioned herself over me in a head to 
toe position as I laid on my back.  Rod was going to 
couple with her doggy style.

I had assumed before now that my humiliation at 
the hands of Judy couldn't reach new depths before the 
wedding, but as before, I was wrong once again.

"James it's so nice to know you're so close by  
watching over me, or maybe I should say under me.  Hee 
Hee".  Rod chuckled too.  "Mom and Dad would be proud 
of you.  Now be a dear and guide it in for Rod.  We 
both are more than ready for this to start." 

Disgraced and browbeaten under the ludicrous 
guise of seeing to her sexual well being, I grasped 
and passively guided Rod's heated, and enormously 
stiff cock shaft, with its very swollen dick head, to 
Judy's obviously wet and well-lubricated twat.

He urgently pushed a bit into her juicy sex then 
withdrew a bit, then pushed again.  After doing this a 
second time, over two thirds of his huge dick was 
quickly buried deep in Judy's delectable pussy.  A 
pussy I had yet to explore, except with my tongue.  My 
still erect prick pulsed at the sight before me as 
well as the thought of the denial that's continued to 
be perpetrated on me for the purpose of insuring I 
remained a virgin until our wedding day.

Another unexpected circumstance I was not 
counting on, being in the position I was in, was the 
constant beating my face was going to take from the 
movement of Rod's big, loosely hanging, hairy, cum 
laden balls.

They bounced and slid and skidded all over my 
face.  When they weren't flopping over my nose and 
lips and eyes, drops of pussy juice freely rained and 
dripped on my face and lips and nose, as he pushed and 
pulled in his fucking motion.  I tried to turn my face  
sideways to protect my eyes, nose, and lips from the 
lusty rain.  However, the confining space between both 
of their legs and thighs prohibited me from doing so.  
Also, there was no escaping the heat emanating from 
the two bodies fucking so hardy, or the pervasive,  
but erotic musk scented funky smell of the heated odor 
coming from their joined genitals.  Also inescapable 
was the noisy juicy slurping and sucking sounds 
created by the piston action of their coupling. I was 
a prisoner of their fervent lovemaking.

This combination of sights, sounds and smells was 
maddening.  It was having an erotic and very arousing 
effect on my aching straining throbbing prick, which I 
couldn't reach or touch.

  I just wanted to touch it so bad.  It dawned on 
me then to ask my fiancee to at least hold it for me, 
since she could.  Her touch would mean so much to me, 
and my cock too, at that moment.

"Judy, please hold it for me.  M-My cock is 
aching so bad."  I blurted out pathetically, as I was 
indeed in need.

"Not now darling, I'll beat it off for you later.  
Right now, just keep your eyes on the education Rod is 
giving you on how to fuck me."

Her words really hurt me as I resigned myself to 
being in misery, both sexually, physically and 
emotionally as I suffered the ordeal they were about 
to put me through.

To make matters worse, occasionally, Judy would 
lower her bottom such that their joined sexes directly 
scrubbed against my face.  That meant Rod's balls 
stayed in contact with my face more and his wet dick 
also made direct contact with my lips and nose.  It 
slid across my face as it slid in and out of Judy's 
very wet and drippy gash.

My face was a mess as each contact of his big wet 
cock left trials of wet pussy juice across my nose, 
lips and nose. 

"OOOOOOOHHH!  You're soooooooo gooood  Rod!  Give 
me all your gooooood dick!"  Judy cried out 
frequently, as she began to moan louder than before.  
I could only lay where I was and suffer in silence 
waiting for this abject degrading situation to end.

Little did I know that my turn in this position 
would last almost two hours.  In addition, after rod 
shot his first load of semen, only a few drops dripped 
on my face before I was told to engage my lips and 
tongue in a clean up action.  His heated jism was very 
gooey and I retrieved most of it with a few moments of 
gulping it straight from Judy's messy looking, but 
still tasty cunt.

"OOOOOHHHH JAMES!  That's soooooo gooooood!  Yes! 
Suck my pussy!  Yeeesssss!  Show him you know how to 
get his good man stuff out of me!  You're Sooooo 
gooooood!"  Judy cried in an extended wailing moan.  I 
knew she'd had another orgasm due to my eating 
efforts.  At least I felt good that I'd given her a 
come, even if not in the same manner as her ex-high 
school flame.

Since I was being forced to do this in such a 
humiliating manner, I hated I enjoyed the taste of her 
and especially that I was eating Rod's jism.

By the time my lips left her well-sucked and 
gaping cunt, Rod's dick was fully erect and ready for 
re-entry.  Besides being amazed at his being at the 
ready so quickly, I just stared in amazement as it 
lingered over my head.  I also wondered what he was 
waiting for.

"Well!  What are you waiting for?  He said 
looking down at me from his overhead position.  He had 
a most cruel smirk on his face. After a moment of 
confusion, it dawned on me what he wanted. I meekly 
reached up and guided his wet dick to where he hadn't 
too long ago removed it.

The second bout of fucking really caused the 
juices to fly as Judy's cunt got a bit looser from all 
the action of Rod's massive fuck ram.  Hence, more of 
her copious pussy juice was seeking out all around it 
as it plunged and pulled in and out her repeatedly.  
My face was a mess now.  Little did I know it was 
going to get worse.

Soon the dripping juices seem to get more syrupy.  
It then dawned on me that there probably was some 
residual cum deep up in her gash that was being 
whipped up and now being forced out in a frothy fluid.  
This froth was leaking freely in my mouth and over my 
face.  I had to swallow since I had to breath more and 
more with my mouth, since I had to hold my nose, as 
best I could, to keep it from getting clogged. 

When Rod came the second time, he kept working 
his dick in and out her and his main load was now 
getting more frothy and slimier.  It was easily 
leaking out around his stiff meat and dripping off his 
shaft, right onto my face and into my mouth.  I was in 
a miserable position.

But the real sliming was yet to come when he 
withdrew from Judy's well stretched fuck slot.  There 
was a slight popping noise, and a few moments later a 
thick stream of well whipped up, frothy, bubbly, cream 
colored, melded pussy juice and jism just poured out 
all over my entire face.  A good deal went right into 
my mouth.  It was a miracle I didn't choke on the 
thick hot fuck slime.  

Rod did feel sympathy and threw me my undershirt 
to wipe my face, but I was not allowed to get up.  You 
see Judy was ready for me to retrieve the rest of 
Rod's fuck juices from her cunt.  Again, I was able to 
provide her with another orgasm with my tongue lashing 
and sucking actions.

To make matter even worse for me, at this point 
in their sexing, Judy had Rod direct me to lick his 
balls and cock clean just as I had been required to do 
for her fuck filled snatch.

The above scenario was repeated two more times as 
Rod came a total of four times.  He gave my fiancee a 
very respectable load of his hot creamy jism, each 
time he busted his nuts deep in her very receptive 
pussy.  The residual outpourings of fuck fluids were 
even slimier and more viscous than the one before.

When Judy sat on my face after Rod's final fuck, 
I was not only swallowing, but basically eating pussy 
goo that had the consistency of clam chowder.

	
CHAPTER 13 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: AFTER ROD LEFT
	
	Judy and I were lying back in bed.  Her head on 
my chest and my arm around her shoulder. We were 
discussing the event that had taken place earlier in 
this same room, my bedroom. 

  We were both quiet and deep in thought at the 
moment. My thoughts were on how I couldn't seem to get 
through to her how humiliating her actions were to me. 
Judy's thoughts, on the other hand were totally 
centered on the thrills she got from Rod's dicking 
efforts and my tonguing action.  Needless to say, I 
was quite frustrated with her since I perceived that 
she knew what I was trying to say, but was using every 
trick to thwart me.

Rod had left over an hour ago, and Judy decided 
to spend some time with me rather than leave with him. 

I was glad I didn't have to look him in the face 
when he was leaving.  You see, before he left, he 
pressed the head of his softer, but still sizable dick 
head to my lips and ordered me to milk him.

I sought to protest, but he quickly threatened me 
if I didn't suckle his wet, pussy slime covered dick.  
To make matters worse, my fiancee chided me to quiet 
down and do as I was told.

Her exact words were: "James, please cooperate 
and do as the man tells you.  After all, it's the 
least you can do to thank him for the wonderful way 
he's done his part to please my pussy. Your fiancee's 
pussy I might add."

Her words really hurt.  However, considering what 
I'd already been through, I went ahead and did 
whatever it took to get this nightmare over with.  I 
did as `the man' told me to do.

 I was still on my back when this happened.  Judy 
moved so as to observe us.  The smile on her face 
really tormented me.

After pulling his well-milked dickhead from my 
lips, she remounted my face with her heated, well 
fucked, oozing snatch.  As she sat and settled down on 
my face, they had a very wet and lingering passionate 
French kiss.  Meanwhile my kisser was covered with her 
very wet, drippy, and very bruised, warm, soft slimy 
pussy meat.

Right after getting off my face after her last 
and umpteenth orgasm, Judy slumped back in bed to 
delight in the afterglow of the extensive sexing she'd 
experienced between Rod's giant dick and my busy 
tongue. 

Judy only expressed delightful comments and joy 
at both Rod's and my role in pleasing her so well. 
 
 She was still murmuring praises how good a 
fucking she'd gotten as I told her I was going to 
clean up the heavy layer of fuck slime that plastered 
my face and hair.

"James, remember, don't touch your prick, I'll 
take care of that when you come back."  She said in a 
tired, mellow voice.

When I returned, Judy was still half-awake, and 
invited me to join her in bed.

"C'mon, let me have your little man so you can 
get your reward for being a good fiance."  She said as 
she grasped and began to slowly stroke my throbbing 
erection.  Her soft warm hands felt so good on my hot 
meat.

I was still angry with her, but her actions 
pushed that temporarily out of my mind as she pulled 
on my hard peter.

She pulled my erupting penis and held my 
ejaculating penis next to her cunt.  I spurted all 
over her pussy bush, which was in a messy state of 
disarray.

	"Don't worry dear, you'll soon have a chance 
to put it in like all the other guys do."  I felt 
delight from the relief she provided me with her 
soothing hands, but her words quickly threw cold water 
over me.  I was back into reality.

"I'm violating our pre-nup agreement by letting 
you spurt your jism on my pussy, but since we're so 
close to being married and since you were so sweet to 
let Rod and I use your bed to fuck, I thought it would 
be a nice treat to let you do that.  But, you know 
that you'll have to suck it off my muff... remember 
the pre-nup agreement?"

I was about to protest, but was so frustrated at 
the whole scene.  I capitulated and moved into 
position between her shapely legs and lapped my own 
spent semen from around her moist, very warm, gaping 
gash.  It was easy to see that it was no where as rich 
or as copious as Rod's abundant ejaculations.

Judy moaned slightly as my tongue flayed and 
lapped at her tender pussy meat.  However, she was too 
sensitive now for any prolonged oral activity, so she 
just allowed me to complete the clean up of my own 
emission and then pushed my head away.  I suspected 
that she just wanted to abuse me one more time and let 
me know my place.

	I wiped my face on a towel I had with me and 
moved back up in the bed to my previous position with 
her.

	"I hope you're happy now.  You know that wasn't 
necessary for me to lick my cum..." I was cut off by 
her before I could finish speaking.

	"Yes it was necessary for you to lick your own 
cum up.  If you remember, you signed up to lick all  
jism from my pussy, whenever you and I are together.  
Remember?"

	"I-I don't know why you hold that over my head 
Judy?  Y-You know it's unfair what's being done to 
me."

	"James, fair is sucking up your own sperm just as 
you sucked out Rod's stuff.  And just think, you 
didn't have to work near as hard since you didn't 
shoot as much as he did, did you?"

	"Oh Judy, I-I wish you wouldn't keep comparing me 
to your o-other men.  You know I-I can't compare to 
them one on one.  It hurts when you do that to me.  I 
love you, but I wish you'd just let me off the hook 
instead of making me your pussy sucking slave.  That's 
all I am to you, and you know it."  I fired back in an 
angry tone.

	"You're angry aren't you darling?  But what you 
say is not true.  I really do love you, despite your 
perceived claim that I'm conspiring to make you look 
bad or to hurt you.  I just made an observation about 
the amount of the cum you shot off versus the same 
amount Rod generally shoots off."
	
	"Don't you see how humiliating all this is to me 
Judy?  And I know Rod will think I-I'm the biggest 
wimp and wussy there ever was."

	"I don't know about that James sweetie, but there 
is one thing he knows."

	"What?"  

	"That he can never love me as much as you do.  
When he saw you slurping up his leaking jism straight 
from my twat, licking the goo from my inner thighs, as 
well as lapping up the wetness from his cock, he knew 
you were dedicated in your love for me.  He'd told me 
earlier in the day that he'd have to see you do that 
to convince him that anyone could love me that much.  
James Darling, you really demonstrated your love in 
the most courageous way."

	"You k-know I was afraid n-not to do as y'all 
wanted.  But Judy, w-why did you tell him to invite me 
to clean up his `mess' and the lap his cock and balls 
clean?  T-That was so... so low of you Judy.  H-How c-
can you so-so brazenly humiliate me a-at every turn.  
I-I..."

"James darling, you really are getting paranoid 
about this humiliation thing aren't you?  But to 
answer your question, what I did was to add a bit of 
sexual excitement to the moment.  Rod's ego was 
heightened by what you did. Notice how harder he got 
after each time he did as I asked him - plus you are 
to be credited also, that is by your dick and pussy 
licking so well between fucks.  But, James, honey, 
what you did, and did so obediently I might add, even 
if I had to push a bit here and there, really added to 
my pleasure."

"J-Judy, I-I can't believe this.  Y-You just like 
seeing me disgraced in front of your l-lovers. I-I 
can't believe all this is really happening to me.  The 
more we date now, I-I just don't know where this 
relationship is going."

"Right to the wedding altar, where all true 
lovers should be."  She replied in a snap of an 
answer.

As we talked further, there was not the slightest 
hint of her being apologetic for having had me trapped 
under she and her lover's genital as they copulated. 
Nor was there the least bit of insinuation there was 
anything shameful about me being forced to lick and 
suck both of their organs clean of hot, creamy, 
sticky, fuck juices between the four bouts of long 
fucks Rod imposed on Judy's eagerly receptive pussy.


	We took a break from talking and were just lying 
back thinking.  At least I was.  Judy was still 
enjoying the afterglow of the heavy sexing she'd been 
given.  She dozed lightly as I sat up awake.

The two of us were still alone.  It felt good to 
have her all to myself, even if well fucked by another 
man who was better endowed. 

However, I was still very angry with Judy.  By 
the way she clung to me, any outsider would surely see 
a couple happily in love with each other and 
delighting in a carefree moment.  However, my mental 
state was far from such a state of idyllic bliss. I 
was still stunned by all that I'd undergone in the 
last few hours. After I couldn't take the silence any 
longer, I spoke.

	"Judy, are you awake?"

"Oh yes darling I am.  Thanks to you and Rod, I 
feel so relaxed and so good inside.  Thanks for being 
there for me darling.  I love you so."

 "W-What!  H-How can you say that?  The more I 
think about it, I-I still just can't believe you made 
m-me do what you did." I blurted out to her.
	
"I'm saying that because it's true.  For some 
strange reason, I don't fully understand, you think 
that just because I like you sucking me out after a 
guy gives me a great fuck, implies I don't love you.  
Nothing is farther from the truth.  I love you James.  
We're soulmates, remember?"

I looked at Judy as if she was really insane.  
She still looked beautiful even if I had a hard time 
believing what she had done to me.

"Judy, I-I'm having a hard time handling this 
relationship you and I have.  You just run all over me 
and my feelings, especially when we're in the presence 
of Mother, Aunt Jasmine, your parents, and especially 
your lovers."

"You know it's not my intent to do that sweetie?  
You have to become a little less sensitive to how I 
talk to you around others.  That's then and this is 
now.  What matters is that we are by ourselves and as 
much in love any two people can be, actually, much 
more than the average couple.  How many couples can 
truthfully say that get the kind of pleasure that you 
and I have in this relationship?  I have studs that 
know how to fuck and put their hot fluids deep in me.  
I also have you darling, who is the greatest in 
getting another man's hot sticky virile semen out of 
my pussy."

"P-Please Judy, lets be serious here.  Y-You're 
just abusing me, pure and s-simple.  Y-You claim you 
love me, but you just run roughshod over me a-and make 
me do some of the most humiliating of things.  I-I 
just have a hard time seeing where having your w-well 
fucked pussy spread all across my face and eating out 
other men's hot jism demonstrates love, especially w-
when I-I'm being extorted into doing so."

"Were you forced to suck my jism flavored pussy 
before you found out that it was fucked flavored 
snatch steak you were tasting?"

"P-Please Judy, that's not fair.  I-I didn't know 
any better.  Y-You know I-I wasn't sexually 
experienced when I did that."  I replied in a pathetic 
tone as she looked at me with a smirk of a smile on my 
face.

"The point, James darling, is that you loved my 
dick cream flavored hairpie then.  The only thing that 
has changed now is that you know how it's made.  Also, 
you're getting a lot more cream in your creampies, and 
between your family and mine - and of course a little 
help from a video and a pre-nuptial agreement - we've 
all made it easier for you do what you do best to 
please me, as well as please your taste for sucking 
creamy pussy.  Face it darling, you're a natural born 
sucker of cocks and creamy cunts."

"J-Judy that hurts.  I-I was so excited when we 
started dating.  I fell madly in love with you.  I 
just knew things were going to be different.  I 
thought that at last I could strike out and be a man 
of my own, a-and get away from under Mother's loving 
and caring, but dominant and dictatorial ways.  But it 
appears now that I'm just going to be in the same 
situation, as I always have, but under your 
dictatorial control."

"Are you saying I'm a dictator James?"

"Judy, y-you know you're going to try and have 
things your way.  Y-You know you have me in a box and 
you're pulling all the strings.  P-Please Judy, please 
don't enslave me.  C-Can't you just let me go?  Y-You 
could convince your family to l-let me off the hook, 
you know, with the contract and the video.  I-I won't 
ever say anything about what's happened."  I pleaded 
with my beautiful fiancee, as we lay close in each 
other's arm.  

"Now, now, James, all this is completely 
un-necessary.  Here suck on my tit while I think about 
what you just said.  Here, c'mon.  Suck on it just 
like you're a baby.  That's it.  You like that don't 
you?"

I quickly suckled her delectable tit.  The warmth 
of being nude with her in such a cuddly way was so 
delicious.  I often didn't such opportunities to be so 
affectionate with Judy in this manner. 

"James honey, just suck on my tits, don't try to 
talk.  Just listen."  Judy whispered in my ear as she 
held the back of my head to ensure I kept my mouth on 
her tit.

"I do really and truly love you.  You're the one 
that made me fall head over heels in love with you.  
It was your innocence, intelligence, easy going 
personality, even your wimpiness, and of course your 
winning devilish ways with your tongue, that sealed 
the deal.  I had to have you as mine.  James, some of 
the other things you're talking about in regard to 
your mother... well, you're a mama's boy and you have 
to accept that.  You need a strong woman to over see 
you.  It's too late for you to worry about striking 
out on your own and being your own man.  I want to be 
the woman that will be your overseer. You need it, I 
want it, my family wants it, and so does your family."

Judy's words were more than I expected as I 
enjoyed her tasty tit, even if it was hard for me to 
digest what I was being told.  However, she didn't let 
my head go until she'd finished her assessment of why 
she couldn't let me have my freedom.

Before she stopped talking, she made it very 
clear that I was hers and that I should give up any 
resistance to not becoming her mate.  She also 
eloquently let me know that she felt it was fair to 
subject me to whatever means were at her disposal to 
ensure that I continued to show my love as she deemed 
proper.  She made it quite clear that me showing my 
love for her included me being completely tolerant of 
her having well hung lovers, and my willingness to 
show my support for her, by being there for her with 
my tongue ready to taste the results of she and her 
lovers' actions.

"Now James, do we understand each other?"

"C-Can't we at least talk about alternatives 
to..."  I was cut off by her in mid sentence.

"Do we understand each other James?  The answer 
is yes or no.  If you say yes, I know you intend to be 
a good husband and helpmate for our happiness.  If you 
say no, I'll take it that you intend to be obstinate 
and don't mean that you love me. It tells me you 
intend to break my heart. In that case I'll do 
whatever it takes to destroy you, both emotionally and 
professionally.  Just imagine what it would do to your 
career of wanting to be a college professor, if I 
released scenes from all those video tapes of you with 
Dad and my brothers on the Internet?" 

"J-Judy, y-you wouldn't?"  I stammered nervously.

"Oh yes I would, not to mention take you to court 
and sue you for anything you might ever make in the 
future.  Also, I wonder would you even survive the 
whippings your mom and aunt would give you too.  Have 
you thought about that?"

I swallowed hard, then silently thought of Mother 
and Aunt Jasmine's probable actions.  I came to the 
conclusion that Judy was probably right about that 
too.

"You see my darling, when a woman is in love as 
much as I, it's necessary for her to do what needs to 
be done.  Besides, you've already said you love me 
too, and I believe you.  I'm just helping you to 
express it not only to yourself, but to me and others 
too."  Judy spoke with such an air of self-assurance 
and confidence.  It made what she said sound so 
correct and hard to argue with, even though I was 
having hard time digesting her rationale.

It was obvious that it was hopeless to persuade 
Judy.  Her mind was made up.  I was going to be 
enslaved into her loving caring ways.

"Y-Yes Judy, I-I understand."  I finally said in 
the end, at her persistent badgering to have me submit 
to her verbally.

"Uh, J-Judy?"

"Yes James darling?"

"Could you p-please, well at least, promise that 
y-you won't u-use... well, won't whip me any more 
l-like you did that time in the b-basement?"  I 
finally got my words out.  I knew I looked and sounded 
totally pathetic.

	"I will only do that again if I think you need it 
darling."

	"See!  That's just what I thought.  You're o-out 
to abuse me.  P-Please Judy!  Promise me you won't 
do..."

	"Sorry, no can do James sweetie.  I've already 
promised your mom and aunt that I would give you the 
same loving care and affection they did, in addition 
to my wifely love.  I feel obligated  to keep my word, 
no matter that their definitions of love and affection 
includes some aspects of tough love.  Which you know 
means discipline when you stray from doing what's 
required or expected of you."

	No matter how I tried, it was hopeless to get a 
commitment from my fiancee, and soon wife-to-be, that 
she wouldn't subject me to corporal punishment.


CHAPTER 14 EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT:  More Surprises

	In the upcoming months before the wedding, it 
became crystal clear that unless I desired to be 
totally ruined, I was going to be a submissive cuckold 
husband, just as I had basically been a cuckold 
fiance, if there is such a thing.

	The most pleasant things to have happened was 
that I finally finished my dissertation and I obtained 
my credentials to qualify for a college teaching job.  
Days later I also was accepted for an entry level 
teaching position at a local college.  These were 
bright spots in an otherwise dismal series of events 
in the other side of my personal life. 

	"James dear, it's less than 3 months before the 
magic date."  Judy said as we sat watching a rented 
video at my house.  Mom and Aunt Jasmine were out of 
town for the weekend.

	"Yes I know."  I replied without the enthusiasm 
one would expect of a happily engaged groom-to-be.  
"Judy, are you sure you still want to marry me?"  I 
replied back.

	"Of course silly."  She gleefully responded as 
she leaned over and kissed me wetly on the lips.  "I 
just know we're going to be so happy together, despite 
your imaginary perceptions that you're going to be 
humiliated at every turn."  

	I just turned and looked at her with a blank 
unbelieving stare.

	"You're so cute when you look at me like that."  
Judy said giggling as she moved closer to me and 
leaned her pretty head on my shoulder.  "You just 
don't know how happy you make me James.  Sure, I know 
you're a bit uneasy because you're sharing me with 
other men, but at least you understand I'm more woman 
than you can handle.  Does that make it easier for you 
to accept me being shared?"

	"Judy, I accept that I can't satisfy you like the 
others do, but you don't seem to see that I'm 
suffering at your and their hands because I, well,  
I'm not as endowed nor as big and muscular or as macho 
as they are.  The other thing is that even though I am 
in love with you, I was tricked."

	"Darling, I concede you were tricked.  But, I 
knew if I didn't, I probably wouldn't have gotten you 
as mine.  I knew you were the guy for me after I 
talked to you the second time at the library. I knew I 
had to have you.  I knew you were the fellow I could 
bond with and be the happiest with.  I think there is 
a stronger chemistry between us now than it was before 
you signed the agreement. I believe you know so too, 
but just don't want to admit it.  You see darling, It 
wouldn't be the same for me with some macho type who 
could never be true to one woman.  But I know you can 
be."

	Judy's words boosted my self-esteem somewhat, but 
I still had yet to get over the fact that no matter 
how I looked at our current or future relationship, it 
seemed as if I was always going to be on the short end 
of the stick. 

Judy was right.  I did love her in spite of all 
she's done to me.  Various philosophers have said, in 
one way or another, that true love is true, when you 
can accept the strengths, as well as the faults or 
frailties of the person loved. To some extent that may 
explain our apparent love for each other.  She loved 
me for my weaknesses and I loved her for her beauty 
and brains.  Unfortunately, she also had a dark lusty 
side that has seduced and dominated me in the process.

However, it still was a bit hard to admit to  
myself I really loved her despite all I'd been through 
because of her.

The most despicable thing is that the more I 
sucked her sloppy, creamed in, soft, warm lush pussy, 
the more I enjoyed it.  My problem was reconciling my 
conscience to the fact that it took other men to give 
me that perverted pleasure.  The paradox was how to 
enjoy the former without the latter, i.e., her other 
men.  But realistically, the latter part of my 
argument was apparently going to be a moot point.  It 
was now obvious, she was going to always have her 
other men.

The issue was if I was going to be satisfied, and 
resign myself to that fact, or try to fight against 
it.  The easiest option seemed to be to accept my 
humiliation and hoped things got better in the future.  
The fighting option seemed bleak in regard to winning 
the battle.  As far as fighting, the best it seemed 
that I could succeed at was getting more battle scars, 
rather than actually winning battles.  

	"I guess I should be happy that you desired me 
so.  That does make me feel good.  But the truth is I 
don't have much choice Judy. As your husband, I-I, 
well, I'll have to depend on your benevolence as you 
lay down the rules."  I meekly conceded to my fiancee 
as I looked down and spoke softly. 

I was capitulating to the uselessness of fighting 
Judy, her family, and unfortunately, my family too, in 
the battle to subjugate and cuckold me.

	"James, darling, you can count on me doing what's 
best for us and our marriage."  Judy replied elatedly 
as she planted a very wet and passionate kiss on my 
lips.

If I didn't know it before, it was very clear at 
that moment.  Judy's facial expression and body 
language told it all.  It was apparent she was going 
to  delight in continuing to be the dominant partner 
in our relationship and marriage, and of course, as 
well as my loving and caring overseer. 

The phone rang just as we broke that delightful 
kiss of victory for her, and basically defeat for me.

"Hello!"  I said picking up the cordless 
receiver.

"We're a little busy now.  Can she call you back 
later?"  I replied to the caller. It was Rod calling 
for Judy.  I was pissed.  The nerve of him calling her 
at my place. I thought to myself.

"Okay!  Okay!  Don't get upset.  Here she is."  I 
replied to him as I handed the phone to Judy.  Rod got 
belligerent at my earlier statement to him.  He told 
me `Wimp!  Give the phone to my whore and stop fucking 
around.'

"Hello.  Hi Rod!  I see you got my message to 
call me here."  Judy said as she began her 
conversation with him. Her giving him my phone number 
also ticked me off, but again I could only express 
mental anguish.

I could only hear one side of their conversation, 
but Judy didn't make the least bit of effort to shield 
me from it.  In fact she snuggled up right next to me 
as they talked.  Of course that disturbed me, but I 
knew there wasn't much that I could do about it.

I tried not to pay attention to their 
conversation, but rather tried to concentrate on the 
movie we'd started watching earlier. However, there 
were bits and pieces that seemed to refer to me.  I 
was sure it wasn't complimentary, so I didn't try to 
figure out what was going on.

A few minutes later, Judy hung up the phone.  
Rather than talk about the conversation with Rod, she 
too concentrated on the movie and we watched it until 
it was over.

"James, dear, remember you mentioned rules 
earlier?"  She asked as we snuggled closer after a 
brief discussion on the merits of the movie.

"Oh, uh, yes."  I said, caught somewhat off guard 
by her switching subjects.

"Well, darling, one rule is that you're to always 
give me the phone if a man calls and ask for me, no 
matter where or when they call.  Other times, if I'm 
not available, take a message, no matter what it is, 
and you are to be sure that I get it.  Okay?"  She 
spoke low and in an emotionless monotone.  It was 
obvious that she meant for me to understand the 
seriousness of her statement.  Her facial expression 
was one of malevolent smugness.  I was almost scared 
by it.

"Uh, O-Okay, I'll remember."  I stammered as I 
meekly  replied.  She'd softly put me in my place.

"Good.  At least we have that out of the way.  
Now on to something else I've been meaning to talk to 
you about."  Judy's tone of voice became warmer as she 
went on to discuss she and Rod's high school romance 
back in high school. I didn't want to hear anymore 
about it, but I kept silent and listened.  I could 
only wonder where this was all going.

"Rod is going away for a few years on business, 
to a foreign country.  He wants me to abide by a 
promise I made to him in senior high."

"That seems an awfully long time for someone to 
demand someone to keep and honor a promise made as 
young teenage lovers.  After all, it's been over seven 
years. What is this silly promise?"

Her answer caused me to jump straight up. 

"WHAT!"  I surprised even myself at the 
involuntary level I raised my voice when Judy revealed 
the nature of the promise.

"Yes James, I promised him that someday I'd have 
his baby.  Even though we thought he and I'd be 
married to each other when I made that promise, he 
convinced me that just because we're not, shouldn't 
stand in our way. 

"James, you're the love of my life.  However, I 
also have some lesser emotional feelings for Rod too. 
Since he's going away, he wanted to leave me a 
treasured momento and he's decided that it should be 
his baby.  Even though not as strong as my deep 
emotional and intimate feelings for you, I'd still 
like to express my emotional feelings for him, and to 
him, by having his child.  

"You also might be interested to know that he 
said even though you're wimpy, he's impressed by your 
love for me and thinks you'd do good helping me to 
raise his son or daughter.  He wants you to be the 
child's daddy."

I sat with a blank stare on my face, not 
believing a word I heard from Judy's lovely and 
delectable lips.  She went on.

"James, for him to give us such a priceless gift 
is precious to me.  I know it'll be such a pretty baby 
with his and my features.  You'll be the daddy of our 
beautiful daughter or our handsome son."

Judy went on and on about the goodness of being 
the mother of her old flame's child.

"James, Rod and I both agreed on one thing.  That 
if you loved me as much as you say you do, you'll give 
he and I your blessings for him to inseminate me 
before you and I are married in three months."

"J-Judy, p-please tell me this is a joke."

"This is no joke darling.  He wants to do me and 
I want him to also."  Her eyes had that dead serious 
look in them.  I knew then I was in deeper trouble 
than I'd ever imagined.

I pondered my next move nervously.  I was in a 
cold sweat as I tried to think of all sorts of things 
to say to turn this potentially devastating incident 
around. I ended up doing what I was most familiar with 
doing.

I knelt before her pleading for her not to honor 
her silly high school promise.  I soon found my self 
with hands folded, as if in prayer, groveling before 
her.  I begged my fiance not to consider letting Rod 
inseminate her, and in the process, cuckold me even 
more severely than I'd ever imagined.  I didn't know 
what else to do.  I was devastated.  The next thing I 
knew I had laid my head in her lap and my eyes were 
watery at the thought of this latest bout of utter 
humiliation about to be imposed on me.

"C'mon, James, it won't be that bad.  So what if 
I'll be walking to the altar carrying Rod's baby.  
When we leave the altar as man and wife, it'll be our 
baby then. Rod has no intentions of laying claim to 
the baby. Okay?  Does that make you feel better?"  
Judy said as she hooked her left leg around my back as 
she pulled me even tighter to her.  She then started 
rubbing my bowed head.  

Her words, which I took were suppose to be 
conciliatory, really pained me.  My soft sobs were now 
evident.

"That's okay baby, go ahead and weep.  It'll do 
you good to wash your eyes out."  Judy said softly, 
but in a sort of warm motherly tone.  The thing that 
didn't help was that the implication of me crying was 
useless to stop her, but that it would do me some 
good.  I only felt worse at the thought of having to 
be so utterly and blatantly disgraced by what she and 
Rod were planning to do.

Judy kept trying to comfort me with words of 
consolation.  She said that I'd soon get over the fact 
that I wasn't the biological father and that when the 
baby starts calling me daddy, I'd feel so much better.  
Her words were truly bittersweet, and mostly bitter in 
my state of mind. 

 It was then I felt the toes of her other bare 
foot moving around my crotch.  It was when she made 
contact with my prick.  I believe she and I both 
became aware of its stiffness at the same time.  I 
wasn't even cognizant of my erection, in my distraught 
state of mind.

"Whoa!  What have we here!  You have a woody!  
James, did you get all hot and bothered from all that 
talk about me getting preggy from Rod and making you a 
daddy?"  Judy said in an elevated gleeful tone.

Before I could move she was massaging my 
straining stiff prick through the thin knit fabric of 
the casual jogging pants I wore.  I tried to move, but 
it only seemed to trap her foot even more tightly in 
my crotch because of the way I was sitting, and also 
due to the way she had me clamped with her left leg.

Judy also had one arm around my head, and was 
holding my right hand with her other free hand. As I 
sought to free myself, she instantly gripped me 
tighter with her leg and hands. It was then I really 
discovered how strong she really was.  I knew she was 
into gymnastics and did some Judo occasionally, but 
she really had a rather tight grip on me.  I was held 
fairly immobile by her.

My right hand was not free either, as it was 
clamped against my body by her left leg.  I squirmed 
as I tried to break free.

"Why James, I think your body has given you away.  
You're saying one thing, but your little weenie is 
singing another tune.  You feel mighty stiff down 
there."  Judy spoke with a big smile as I looked up at 
her from my position, where she held my head and body 
in a vise grip. Her leg even seem to draw tighter 
around my back.

"You know what Jamie, I think you'd like Rod to 
knock me up and have me walking down the aisle all 
dressed in lacy white to become your new bride. 	All 
this talk about humiliation being dumped on you is a 
ruse.  It feeds your sex drive, doesn't it darling?  I 
didn't put it all together before now.  The hard-on 
you got when Rod was fucking me wasn't just from the 
sight of he and I, it was because he was doing it and 
you were forced to watch it the way you did."

"P-Please Judy, don't call me Jamie.  You know I 
hate being called that.  A-And y-you're wrong, I-I'm 
not driven b-by what y-you say."

"Oh, are you sure?  I feel your little rod trying 
to break out of your pants. It's so stiff.  Maybe I'll 
have a baby from Judd, or maybe Jeffrey too.  What do 
you think about that?"

"P-Please! S-Stop Judy!"  I urgently implored my 
forceful and mischievous wife-to-be.  I was fighting 
the rhythmic and delightful stroking of her foot and 
toes against my aching cock.  I knew I couldn't hold 
back if she kept up her pace.  I was so surprised at 
how skillful her toes functioned as fingers, as they 
caressed, as well as stroked and massaged my small, 
but very stiff prick.

"Or maybe, a black baby from Joe to call you 
daddy would suit you better."  She moaned most 
sensuously.

It was at that point that I shuddered and made a 
last ditch effort to hold back.  I didn't want to make 
a mess in my shorts.  But before I knew it, I'd 
reached the point of no return and spurted all my pent 
up jism like I'd never shot off before.  My release 
was so strong and pleasurable.  I also trembled in a 
way I can't remember doing before.

Judy continued to move her toes in a circular 
manner increasing the likelihood that the sticky jism 
in my shorts would soak through and result in a very 
visible damp spot on my jogging pants.

"Did you come good darling?  You're the first guy 
I ever got off with my toes.  That was neat. We must 
do it again some time.  My!  My!  Look at the size of 
that damp spot on your pants.  Why you must've shot a 
lot of cum.  You did enjoy our little discussion.  
Maybe I should call Rod and tell him about..."

"N-No!  No! J-Judy p-please d-don't call him.  L-
Let's talk please.  Let m-me clean u-up first and I-
I...  I-I'll be right back."  I stammered away teary 
eyed, totally embarrassed, and in a nervous fit, as I 
rushed off to clean up, change clothes and compose 
myself.

The broad smirking smile on Judy's face added to 
my misery as I rushed from the room.

When I returned, Judy still wore a bright smile 
that seemed to say "I got you just where I want you 
now".  The smug serenity on her face just added to my 
misery.

"Feel better darling?"  Judy said in a sensuous 
tone. She still had that slight, but wicked beaming 
smile.

"Judy that wouldn't have happened if y-you had 
stopped when I told you to."

	"James honey, are you telling me that you 
didn't like me getting you off?"

"It's not that, it's, er, w-well, it's just that 
it was embarrassing to c-come in my pants like that.  
A-And with you rub-rubbing me that way afterwards...  
W-Why didn't you take it out like you've done before?  
I-I think you meant to embarrass me.  W-Why do you do 
me this way?"  My voice cracked and was wavering as I 
spoke.

"C'mon over here my baby.  You look so cute when 
you pout like that."

"P-Please Judy, this is no laughing matter.  You 
get a thrill f-from abusing me don't you?  That's 
mean."

"I'm not mean, maybe a little mischievous.  
However, aren't you're the one who seems to be getting 
a cheap thrill?"  She said with her smug smile still 
intact.

"O-Of course not!"  I tried to sound as defiant 
as I could under the circumstances.

"Then why would you get a raging hard-on, when 
the woman you say you love deeply, tells you she's 
thinking about getting another man to make you the  
daddy of his baby?  And to add to the irony, he wants 
to knock me up just in time for our wedding day."

"It-It w-wasn't because of t-that.  It w-was 
because I-I was close to you.  Y-You know how excited 
I-I get from being around..."

"Liar!  Come look me in the face and tell me 
that.  Or was it because you liked the idea of me 
having a black baby for you to be the daddy of too?"  
Her slight chuckle after she spoke really got to me.  
I knew I couldn't let that happen.  I had to try and 
stay in control.

"R-Really J-Judy, t-this is not germane to the 
real issue here.  The real issue is that it just 
doesn't make sense for you to have Rod's baby because 
of a silly high school promise made when you two were 
teenagers."

"You think it's wrong to keep a promise?"  

"Please J-Judy, y-you can't be serious about 
this?  A-And I can't believe Rod has that kind of 
control over you.  Y-You just want to do it to abuse 
me again in the worse way.  Why don't you release me 
from my commitment to marry you?  J-Judy, w-why do you 
want to bury me in shame?"

"I love you James.  I have no intentions to bury 
you in shame or humiliation.  You should think of it 
as me giving you an opportunity to let everyone know 
just how deep and un-selfish your love is for me.  Who 
can argue with you about the depth of your love for 
me, if they, and you know that I'm having another 
man's baby and you accept it as ours?"

"What! J-Judy t-that is all twisted around.  You 
know people are going to call me a fool.  A-And worse, 
they'll call you terrible names, l-like slut or 
tramp."

"James, I won't like it, but I can live with 
that.  Besides, being called a fool is less derogatory 
than being called a slut or a tramp.  Don't you think?  
Therefore since I'll be labeled with the greater 
shame, you'll not only be disgraced less than me, but 
will have the sympathy of others, and will be looked 
upon as proving your love in ways few men do, or have 
done before willingly.  Just think, you'll be looked 
upon as a hero husband, and me a fallen wife.  A 
fallen wife who you've stooped to help rise back up 
and make decent again."

The extent of Judy's illogic was so profound that 
I was in awe of its twisted nature, but potential 
believability.  She continued to talk on.  I just sat 
in wonderment and listened.  I listened and thought 
deeply. 

I was truly in a quandary as to what to do about 
this situation.  Digging into my knowledge of 
philosophy, gamesmanship, and even military strategy, 
I came up with an idea.  The strategy, while more of 
a bluff than anything else, might succeed in changing 
my fiancee's mind.

############TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 5 ########

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