



                                       JOHN THE CUCKOLD


                                                by John P

                                            Copyright©2011


Chapter 6

The workmen arrive today to change the walk-in wardrobes. It was
Katy's idea because June had kept mentioning to her that she
wanted to see Uncle Bill fuck Daddy without having to peep around
the doorway so she wouldn't be seen. So Katy had thought of the
walk-in wardrobe idea. The plan was to make one long wardrobe
that spanned our bedroom and June's, so it was possible to walk
through the wardrobe from one room into the other. The doors
would be fitted with two-way mirrors so that an observer could
watch through the mirror at what was happening in the room
without being seen. It would take two full days to complete and
then my daughter would finally get her wish.

Sex with her mother and me had made her more adventurous, more
demanding, and when I fucked her, she would talk dirty to me. Her
fascination with Katy's pregnancy showed no signs of abating and
I would see her regularly nursing at Katy's breast, playing with
Katy's clitoris and often kissing her big belly. The weird thing
was that it turned me on too, kissing another man's baby inside
my wife's big belly. I should have felt humiliated at the thought
of my wife's adultery but it was strangely exciting to know that
a REAL man had knocked her up.

It's 7 a.m. now and I'm between June's legs, fucking my
11-year-old daughter before she goes to school. She's moaning as
I thrust into her and she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling
me into her harder with each inward stroke.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck a baby in me!" she cries and Katy listens
in the next room, smiling as her daughter begs to be bred.

'She'll look beautiful when she's knocked up,' thinks Katy,
picturing her child with her father's baby inside her big
pregnant belly. 'It's a pity she hasn't started her periods yet,'
Katy thinks and she smiles wistfully.

"Do it to me, Daddy! Cum in me!" she cries and I can't hold back.

My dick jerks inside her and the first gob of my hot spunk shoots
inside her pussy, splattering the walls of her little vagina. She
tightens her legs around me and cries out as she feels each shot
of my seed being pumped into her.

Although Katy's not in the room with us, June is crying out,
"Mummy! Daddy's cumming in me! I can feel him, Mummy!"

Her tight juvenile pussy is milking me, sucking the seed out of
my balls, and I'm ecstatic as I fill my little girl with my
spunk. The pulsing of my dick as I flood her cunt with spunk
brings extra excitement to me; the desire to get her pregnant to
reinforce my masculinity is something I need in my world of
submission to others.

Her beautiful eyes look up at me as I mate with her and I see the
love there. She's using her body to stroke the seed out of me and
I'm giving it willingly, joyfully even, and she loves me as I
love her.

"Oh Daddy, I do love you," she whispers as the jerking of my dick
inside her stops and she kisses me while her pussy walls continue
to milk me. "Promise you'll make me have a baby," she whispers
and I say, "Yes, love. I promise."

My balls are completely empty now, the sperm deep inside my
little girl, and I want to lick her pussy, to clean her and taste
my spunk again, along with her sex juices but it's late and she
has to get ready for the school bus so I'll have to fore-go that
pleasure. When I pull my dick out of her, she uses a tissue to
dab at her pussy and heads for the bathroom.

She's ready for school within minutes and she takes an extra pair
of knickers to change into at school when my spunk will start to
dribble out of her pussy and into her knickers. A quick
tongue-kiss and she's gone, running for the bus which will arrive
within the next 2 minutes. When it arrives, she boards it and
goes to sit with her best friend, Rachel, who's 12.

As they chatter, June begins to wriggle a little and says she's
wet. Rachel asks shyly, "Are you... you know... feeling sexy?"

"No, it's Daddy's cum leaking out," she says and then her hand
goes to her mouth in horror as she realises what she's said. "I
mean... errr...," but nothing comes into her head to explain that
remark.

Rachel looks at her as if she's just been slapped. "You mean...?"
says Rachel. "Your daddy's been... you know...?"

"Shush, Rachel," June says, looking around the bus to see if
anybody overheard.

Rachel's obviously excited now and wants to know exactly what her
daddy's been doing to her friend. She whispers in June's ear,
"Tell me, June. We're best friends, aren't we?"

"Later, Rachel," she says and tries to think of what to say to
her friend about her daddy's spunk.

The bus arrives in front of the school and the girls get off, and
June strides away with the intention of heading for the bathroom
and Rachel follows her. They are very close friends and nothing
seems unusual when Rachel follows her friend into a cubicle. When
June pulls down her knickers, Rachel sees the spunk coating the
gusset.

"Wow!" whispers Rachel and puts her hand between her friend's
legs and into her knickers to feel the viscous mess that has
puddled there. "Is this your daddy's?" she asks softly, feeling
the slippery mess with her fingertips. June nods and Rachel looks
at her and whispers, "You lucky bitch!"

"What?" June says, quite taken aback by her friend's comment.

"You're lucky," she whispers, "Mummy won't let Daddy or Tim touch
me."

"What do you mean?" June asks, looking mystified by her friend's
revelation. "She won't let your dad or your brother touch you?"

"Yes," she whispers. "If they want sex, they have to do it with
each other and not with us females."

June tries to make some sense of what she's just been told but
it's not sinking in. "Your daddy and your brother have to have
sex with each other?" she asks, hoping for some clarity.

"Yes," Rachel whispers, "and we watch them doing it, Mummy and
me." Then she looks sheepish and whispers, "June, can I taste
this spunk of your dad's?"

"Sure," says June, wondering why she would want to. Then she
looks on as Rachel puts her fingers in her mouth and sucks the
spunk off them, going back down between June's legs to get some
more. June gets a tingling feeling when her friend's fingers
touch her pussy lips while searching for more of her daddy's
spunk and she watches the fingers being sucked again to taste the
cum.

When Rachel's hand goes down once more between her friend's legs,
June takes her wrist and whispers, "Please, Rachel, keep doing
it," and Rachel understands.

Rachel takes charge and tells June to sit on the bowl and then
swiftly removes her soaking wet knickers. She opens her friend's
legs wide and she kneels between them, and her head goes down to
begin licking the spunk from June's pussy lips. She moans as
Rachel's tongue excites her and she takes her friend's head in
her hands, pulling her closer to her juvenile cunt.

The lapping of her friend arouses June and she sighs and moans as
her friend's tongue delves into her freshly-fucked little quim,
searching out any spunk that might be reached. Rachel keeps
touching June's clitoris with her tongue and she keeps jumping at
each touch. She begins panting, holding her friend's head tighter
as her climax approaches.

"Rachel!" she cries out, not caring if she is heard, and begins
to shudder as her friend continues to stroke her clitoris with
the tip of her tongue. She trembles and her hips begin to buck,
and Rachel must hold her tight to keep her in place while she
rides her orgasm. She moans, groans and mews as her cum takes her
over, pulling hard on Rachel's head to smother her with wet
pussy.

When her orgasm begins to subside, she releases Rachel's head and
the 12-year-old can breathe again. Rachel stand and bends over,
kissing June on her mouth and forcing her tongue between her
still panting lips. June can taste the spunk and her own
cum-juices on Rachel's tongue as she sucks it greedily and her
arms go around Rachel's neck, whispering, "Thankyou," to her
young lover.

"I've always fancied you, June," whispers Rachel and June is
surprised she didn't know. They kiss for a couple of minutes
until they hear the school bell, then suddenly realise that they
have to be in class in 5 minutes. June puts on some clean
knickers and Rachel keeps her dirty ones, putting them inside her
bag. June looks puzzled but she says nothing and they both move
quickly to be in time for class.

At lunch-time, they meet again and walk together to the far side
of the football pitch and sit together on a grassy bank. June
asks the question that's been burning in her brain all morning,
the one about what Rachel's family do.

"Mum doesn't want Dad or Tim to touch me because she thinks they
might get me pregnant. She doesn't want any more babies either so
she won't have sex with Dad any more. Instead, if one of them
gets horny, she makes them do it with each other. It's real sexy
to watch them and I always play with myself or with Mum till we
make ourselves cum. I don't think they liked it at first but
after a couple of times, they really liked it. They were kissing
each other as well. Tim's 14 but his cock is almost as thick as
Dad's, just not as long."

June remembers what happens between her daddy and Uncle Bill, and
she understands her friend's enthusiasm at seeing it all.

Rachel goes on, "I like to watch them suck each other's cocks and
when they cum, I watch the spunk as they shoot it into each
other's mouth. I never get to taste it though, never get to touch
it. That's why I wanted your daddy's spunk this morning. It feels
lovely, June, and it tastes nice, especially when I can taste you
too." She takes June's hand and squeezes it, looking into her
eyes.

"When they fuck each other, it's really hot, and I watch, just
wishing that one of them were thrusting into me. I'd love to feel
a cock inside me, I'd just love it, I know I would," says Rachel
and she looks wistful. "Tell me, June, tell me what it's like to
have a cock inside you. Does it hurt? Do you like it a lot? Does
your daddy like to do it a lot? Go on, tell me, please."

June thinks for a second and them replies, "It's wonderful,
Rachel. I can't get enough of it. Daddy really loves me and he
puts it in me anytime I want. He likes to suck his spunk out of
me too."

"What does your mum say about it?" Rachel asks.

"She helps him sometimes," says June. "She likes to watch him do
it to me. She's pregnant, you know, 7 months. Her tits are really
big now and she has long nipples and I like to suck them, just
like Daddy does."

"I wish I could watch your daddy doing it to you, you know, just
to see what it looks like," says Rachel.

"Rachel?" says June and she looks at her. "Why did you keep my
dirty knickers?"

"I'm going to ask Tim to wear them," Rachel says, "next time that
Dad fucks him. I'll pretend it's you that Dad's fucking. You
don't mind, do you?"

"No, of course I don't mind. Why don't you come over sometime and
I'll get Daddy to fuck me while you watch? Would you like that?"

"You mean it? You really mean it? Would he let me hold it, do you
think? That would be great, just... great!" The child was
effusive, her eyes sparkling at the possibility of watching her
friend take her daddy's cock up inside her, maybe even get to
touch it!

"I'll ask," says June, "but I'm sure it will be OK."


Three days later, Barbara comes over to our house and we have to
go shopping. Katy and June are to come with us to offer advice
and I'm dreading what they'll make me do. Barbara talks of her
old friend, Helen, who owns the shop and highlights the fact that
her discretion is of paramount importance. Visits to the shop are
by appointment only which ensures the privacy and discretion that
is the hallmark of Helen's boutique.

We drive for 40 minutes and eventually park in front of a small
shop premises with no window and a large wooden door. In fact, it
doesn't look like a shop at all.

When Barbara knocks, it's opened by a tall woman, early 30s and
short black hair. She wears thigh-high boots and a black leather
choker around her neck that has small studs throughout its
length. A red basque completes her ensemble and I wonder to what
kind of a place Barbara has brought us.

We are invited in and the door is firmly bolted behind us, and
the woman leads us into a room that does look like a shop. There
are stands everywhere with garments on display and glass cases
full of what can only be described as sex toys.

Barbara hugs the woman and says, "Hallo, Helen. How are you,
love?" to which she replies, "I'm fine. It's been a while,
Barbara, but it's so nice to see you again. How are you? No Bill
today?" she asks and Barbara says no.

The introductions are made and Helen asks us to sit, and she
indicates a luxuriously upholstered red chaise-longue with a
deep-buttoned back and ornately carved wooden legs from some dark
wood, probably walnut. We are asked for our preference in drinks
and a female assistant who has stood silently by goes off to make
them.

While she's gone, Barbara tells Helen the purpose of our visit.
"We need to buy some knickers for John and to look at some toys
for us girls to use."

"Of course," says Helen. "Would you care to disrobe, John? Then
we can measure for the correct fit. You'll find a robe inside the
changing room there in the corner."

I look at Katy but I see no change in her expression so I
reluctantly take myself over to the changing room as I've been
told. The robe turns out to be actually a peignoir and it's
sheer, made from a flimsy material that is virtually see-through.
God! What do I do now? I strip off my clothes until I'm naked and
don the peignoir, feeling very foolish and wondering if I dare
show myself. When I haven't reappeared after 10 minutes, Barbara
comes to find me.

"What's the hold-up, John?" she asks and I reply, "Look at this.
I can't go out there looking like this."

She looks me up and down and says, "You look lovely. Come on,
we're all waiting for you," and she waits until I start to exit
the changing room.

"That looks gorgeous, John," says Katy and I notice that June's
studying my cock which is plainly visible through the material.

Helen comes with a tape-measure and asks me to disrobe, showing
not the least embarrassment when I take off the peignoir and lay
it gently over the back of the chaise-longue. As I stand there
naked, the assistant arrives with the drinks and deposits them on
a side-table, taking no notice of me at all. As Helen takes
measurements, all 3 women watch her and I begin to become
embarrassed myself when I feel my dick begin to rise. Oh Christ!
Oh Jesus!

It's been noticed, of course, and I'm beginning to blush. Helen
says quietly, "We need your dick to be flaccid for the fitting of
panties so you'll need to take care of it, unless one of the
ladies would like to do it for you." She looks around and, seeing
no response, goes behind a counter and returns with a small
stainless-steel bowl.

I look around the women desperately but nobody moves. Helen
whispers, "Just wank yourself and cum in the bowl. I'll hold the
bowl until you're finished."

I'm supposed to wank myself while 4 women watch? No, this can't
be happening. But of course I have to do it. So they all watch as
my hairless dick is wanked by my right hand as I fondle my balls
with the left. Eventually my hot spunk shoots into the bowl and
Helen remains in front of me, waiting for the last of the
dribbles to leave my dick before she gives the bowl to her
assistant who takes it away.

Now that my dick is soft, some knickers are brought for the girls
to inspect and finally I have to try on what they have chosen for
me. I stand before them with each pair and they all look
critically, even June, and feel my genitals and bottom through
the material of each pair. I glance into a full-length mirror to
see how they look and I'm pleasantly surprised how arousing it is
to wear them.

Two mini-skirts are chosen for me too and two shorty nighties,
and I thrill as all the girls compliment me on how sexy I look.
June whispers, "Wow! You look gorgeous, Daddy!" and her hand goes
under my skirt and she fondles my little dick through my pink
nylon knickers. As she feels me, my dick starts to rise again and
she whispers, "I like you in this stuff. Will you wear it for me
at home, Daddy?" and I whisper that I will.

"Is that everything you need for the beautiful John?" Helen asks
and Barbara says that it is. "Can I get something for you other
ladies?" she says to the girls and I haven't missed the
significance of the words 'other ladies'. I suppose that's how
they see me now and I blush at the thought. Are they mentally
castrating me? Am I to be a eunuch now?

"We need some cocks," says Barbara, "to use on John. With
straps." Helen goes off to find what's required and June's
looking perplexed, trying to imagine what a cock with straps can
possibly be. I'm blushing furiously now, still dressed in my
mini-skirt and knickers, and when Helen returns, she has her arms
full of a selection of strap-on dildos, all perfect replicas of
male genitals, complete with balls.

I'm not consulted, of course, as the girls sort through what
Helen has brought but I'm alarmed when I see some that are
enormous in thickness and length. My 11-year-old daughter feels
the rubber cocks, stroking them and feeling the leather straps,
and at last it's dawned on her the purpose to which they will be
put. When she looks up at me, I blush again but she smiles in
that loving way she has.

"This is our new range," Helen explains. "There's a special piece
that's built into these which fits against the clitoris. When
they are strapped into place, you will feel the piece and when
you fuck, it hits your clitoris at the same time and makes you
cum. These are our best-sellers now."

Barbara and Katy show special interest in them and Helen speaks
to June. "I will find a smaller one for you, sweety. I have
smaller sizes for younger girls so if you slip your knickers off,
I'll find one that's perfect for you."

I watch as June stands and pulls her knickers down, taking them
off completely over her feet. Her skirt is in her way so she
pulls that off too. She's watching me as she does it and I swear
that she's teasing me with her perfect little pussy because she's
placed her fingers each side of her labia, pulling them apart so
I can see the pink of her little slit. The little minx is
taunting me, teasing her daddy.

When Helen returns, she brings with her two models. She explains,
"These will look good when you wear them. They are the size of
12-year-old boys' dicks, replicas of the real thing. The balls
are small too, just like a young boy's. Do you want to try one?"
and June says yes straight away.

Katy and Barbara watch as Helen sinks to her knees and begins to
strap the rubber cock to June's hips and between her legs, and
once it's in place, June cries out, "I can feel it! I can feel it
against my little button!"

June walks over to Mum and Aunty Barbara and they both feel the
fit and take the opportunity to stroke the 4-inch flesh-coloured
rubber penis. I have to admit that it does look good on her and
when she comes to me and asks me to feel it, I blush again but I
start to wank it as she watches.

"Daddy," she whispers, "can I have it? Please?" and she looks at
me with the doe-eyes she's recently discovered always work on me.

"Of course you can," I say and she hugs me, forgetting for the
moment her new dick which pokes me just under my balls.

"I can't wait to fuck you with my new dick," she whispers into my
ear and I must admit I'm looking forward to feeling my little
girl's dick thrust inside me.

Barbara has been fitted with her new cock too and she looks
meaningfully at me as she says, "I bet this can give a lot of
pleasure," although I'm sure she must be thinking about her own
pleasure rather than anybody else's.

Katy, enormous in her pregnancy, can't be measured or provided
with a rubber cock but Barbara promises her that when the baby is
born, they will share Barbara's until Katy gets her own.

Reluctantly I change out of my girl clothes and they are packed
together with all the other purchases and I'm presented with the
bill. Once I've paid it, Helen says quietly to me, "I hope you
come back again. The stuff you've bought really suits you. It
makes you look very sexy."

I blush and then we leave, Barbara leading us all to the car.
June holds my hand, squeezing it as she says, "I can't wait to
get home, Daddy. I do love you."



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