



                                        JOHN THE CUCKOLD


                                                by John P

                                           Copyright© 2011


Chapter 10

Katy has betrayed me. I don't think it was done as an act of
malice but purely as a matter of updating Dad with what's been
happening within the family. She's told Dad about my activities
with Bill, my constant humiliation by him and Barbara, and the
fact that I've been banned from fucking her. My daughter has been
told by Dad to call him Frank, just like Katy does, because he
hates the name Granddad. She's mentioned too that the only
fucking that I'm permitted is with June.

Dad's a womaniser, a charmer of the old school, and can get into
women's knickers without any trouble at all. He does Katy
regularly when Bill isn't around and I'm made to wear knickers
and one of Katy's tops each time I have to watch them. The
trouble is that with the sheer knickers that I wear, my little
dick is always on show and they laugh when they see my little
dick become erect when I watch them.

Dad has moved in at Katy's invitation and, now that he's retired,
he sees no advantage in going back home to his own mansion to
live on his own. Consequently, I'm in a constant state of unease,
wondering about my position as head of the household being
usurped. He's taken to bringing his drunken friends home again,
telling them that I'm a good fuck if they so desire. They use me
often, orally and anally, and they know I like it. Having to wear
the damn knickers means that they know sex with them excites me
because I can't hide my erection each time they show me their
cocks.

I came home a couple of nights ago and found Katy sleeping in the
chair so I went upstairs to put on a clean pair of sheer blue
knickers and a white top of Katy's, something that showed my
nipples off and tied underneath my tits, leaving my midriff bare.
I heard moaning from June's bedroom next door and figured she was
having some 'little-girl time', frigging her tiny clit to make
herself cum.

When I went in there to watch her, Dad was laid on his back on
her bed and she was naked, riding him like cowgirl. I was
flabbergasted to see that she was able to take his large cock
completely inside her little pussy and she was moaning as she
bobbed up and down. Dad saw me at the door and waved me over to
the bed.

I stood there, open-mouthed, as my 11-year-old daughter, eyes
half closed, fucked herself on my dad's thick cock. She moaned
and panted, "Frank! It's so big! It's the best ever!" Then she
saw me.

"June, I..." I spluttered, unable to gather my thoughts and make
a sentence. "June... what...?"

"I'm sorry, Dad," she whispered. "It just feels so good. Don't
make me stop! Please?" My daughter was on heat!

"He won't, honey," said Dad. "Look at his stiff little dick,
June! He just loves to see you being fucked by a real man. Don't
you, John?"

Her naked body kept riding him, her little breasts wobbling with
each movement, and I blushed as they both watched my knickers
develop a wet patch, right where my pee-slit pushed out my
knickers.

"June," I begged, "please don't do this. I'll do anything if
you'll stop fucking him." Desperation had risen in me and I was
reduced to begging my daughter not to have sex with my dad. How
could I compete with a man as virile he was?

She looked into my eyes and said, "I can't help it, Daddy. He
just makes me want his big cock up inside me." She was a bitch on
heat and she couldn't resist the cock which penetrated her so
deeply. It was just nature, not her fault at all.

Dad just ignored me and rolled over, taking June with him. The
big stiff cock left my daughter's pussy and as soon as he placed
her on her back, she pulled his penis back into her pussy,
sighing as it once again began to fill her welcoming little cunt.
I watched as each inch slid into her, listened to the oohs and
aahs she gasped out as he advanced. His arms held his weight off
her and she clutched them tightly as she felt his thick cock open
her pussy wide.

"Frank! Oh Frank! It's so wonderful, so big!" she cried. "Look,
Daddy! Watch him push it into me! I want him! I want him in me so
much, Daddy!"

I was helpless; I couldn't save her from his big cock! But she
didn't want to be saved! She wanted that big thing up inside her.

"Oh Daddy! Make him cum inside me! If you love me, tell him to
give me a baby!" she cried, delirium beginning to overtake her.

She groaned as his cock hit bottom; his knob was right at her
cervix, right at the place to shoot his spunk to get her
pregnant. She wriggled her hips as if to get him positioned just
right so that he could shoot his spunk in just the right place.
She hadn't started to menstruate yet, but I knew it was just a
matter of time before she did and then she would be producing an
egg for his sperm to fertilise. She was safe for now so I knelt
by the bed and decided to play along with her fantasy.

Dad began to fuck her wet pussy and I could smell her arousal,
almost taste it in the air. His manly body moved back and forth,
and she received each inch of him greedily, so excited to feel
his large cock reach far inside, farther than my little dick had
ever been able to reach.

She reached out her hand and grasped my dick through my knickers.
"You look so sexy in your knickers, Daddy," she whispered. She
looked at me but her body was reacting to him, his cock making
her body move each time he thrust into her. She wanked me through
my knickers, watching her hand as it slid along my shaft but her
cries of pleasure couldn't hide the fact that it was Dad who was
stimulating her and not me. My eyes were fixed on my father's
thick shaft as it pushed and pulled at the entrance to her hole,
making the hole suck on it with each outward movement.

"Cum in me, Frank! Please cum in me! Tell him, Daddy. Make him
cum in me!" she cried out and my dick began to spurt hot spunk
into my knickers. I came and came, the wet patch spreading as my
ejaculation soaked my knickers.

"Look, Frank! Daddy's cum in his knickers!" June cried and he
looked briefly at my crotch before starting to bang June harder.

"Daddy! He's making me feel so good!" She was drawing my
attention to what she was feeling, how wonderful he was making
her feel and I secretly resented that he could do it so much
better than I could. He could control his climax and fuck as long
as he wanted whereas my own efforts could not last much longer
than two minutes before I came.

As their rutting continued, her arms went around his neck and her
legs around his waist, and she pulled him down to her, grunting
and kissing his chest as they mated. She was in sexual frenzy and
it was arousing me too, seeing her in that state. I wanted to
love her too, wanted to help her to get what she wanted most, and
my hand went behind Dad's bottom to fondle his large balls which
swung against my child's bottom with each inward thrust. He had
always liked it when I had played with his balls in the past and
it now seemed to increase his ardour considerably as his thick
cock pounded my 11-year-old daughter's pussy.

"Fuck her, Dad! Fill her with spunk!" It was my voice I could
hear but why was I saying it? I didn't want him to fuck her and I
didn't want her to need his cock so badly. Dad was fucking my
little girl, making her want him instead of me.

"Yes, Frank! Do it in me!" the child cried, following my lead.

"Go on, Dad. Knock her up! Give her what she wants!" I said
excitedly.

I felt for his bum-hole and pushed a wet finger in, screwing it
around inside him to increase his arousal. His sphincter pressed
tightly on my finger as he continued to ram his cock into her and
his moaning became louder as I finger-fucked him. June was
wailing, mumbling her desire through gritted teeth as my father's
cock plumbed her depths.

Deep inside her, Dad's cock lurched and June lay still, feeling
the jerking of her lover's cock as it began to pump the hot seed
she so much wanted.

"Daddy! Daddy! He's cumming in me! I can feel it!" he cried, her
11-year-old voice crying with excitement. "I love him, Daddy! I
love him!"

My father groaned as his potent sperm splashed inside her
pre-teen pussy. His hot spunk was pumped in big gobs into the
child and each jerk of his cock brought a delighted cry from her
as she could feel the heat of the viscous sperm filling her
welcoming cunt.

"That's it, Dad! Breed her! Breed the little slut!" It was my
voice again, saying these terrible things, calling my lovely
daughter names.

Her look of ecstasy said it all. She laid there, her legs around
his waist, and she tried to pull him further into her. She could
feel his knob against her cervix as he spilled more of his seed
into her and she felt satisfaction at the thought that maybe she
would be pregnant soon.

When the jerking of his cock ceased, she kept him in place with
her legs, wanting to be sure that every one of his sperm would go
inside her. She knew that the last of his spunk would dribble out
of his cock instead of being pumped and she waited until she was
sure that nothing was left in his balls.

She released him at last and he pulled his cock out of her,
offering it to me to clean up without saying a word. June watched
as my tongue went to work, licking her juice and the spunky mess
left behind by their incestuous coupling. To me, the task was
pleasurable but my father regarded it as further proof of my lack
of masculinity and he degraded me with his comments. When I had
cleaned him, he said I had to thank him for fucking June and to
kiss his balls. I blushed a deep red and felt humiliated but I
did as he said.

"Thankyou, Dad, for fucking my little girl. Thankyou for shooting
your spunk in her," I said, my eyes cast down. He climbed off the
bed and I knelt before him, kissing and licking his large balls.

June called me over and I gasped when I saw her gaping pussy. It
was distended and looked abnormal; her hole was so big that I
thought she must have been terribly hurt. She lay there though,
her face a picture of absolute bliss, and she beckoned me to lie
between her legs and clean out the massive hole my father had
left behind.

My tongue went up inside her, hardly touching the sides, and I
licked her clean, tasting the juices of their illicit fucking.
She came quickly on my tongue, shuddering and shaking, calling my
name. Once her orgasm had finished, I lay beside her and she said
she was sorry that she had wanted Dad to fuck her. We kissed and
held each other while Dad went to his room and June promised me
that she would definitely try not to want his cock again.

The nastiness of the situation only served to arouse me, instead
of which I should have been disgusted by my father's fucking of
the small child. Of course, I'd been guilty of the same crime but
strangely I was excited that I had just licked the spunk of
another man out of my daughter's pussy for the first time in her
life. I was sad too though because I knew she would never again
want me like she would want my father.

I looked at my situation and wasn't quite sure how I felt about
it all. Two men had come into my house and taken over both my
wife and my young daughter. I was forced to wear knickers around
the house and be a willing slut for every man that Bill or Dad
brought home for me to service. My wife was due to give birth any
day now to another man's child and I was kissing her belly,
kissing his baby like it was my own. My willingness to endure all
this humiliation should have worried me deeply but it didn't. I
just accepted all that was done to me and I realised that I had
let it happen. Instead of fighting the men who took over my
females, I had allowed them to push me around, to bend me to
their will so it was my own fault that my females wanted these
strong men. I couldn't fault them; it's nature that they want the
strongest and most desirable males to mate with and the ones who
don't measure up are pushed aside.



Two days later, Katy gave birth to my son, or should I say Bill's
son. Bill was there for the birth too and held Katy's hand as I
watched them kissing and cuddling. After the baby had been in
Katy's arms and then Bill's, he was given to me and I kissed him
too. He was a lovely boy and I would take good care of him,
seeing to his every need as I had with June.

June had come to the hospital too and was fascinated with her
brother, reluctant to release him when it was time to feed him.
She watched with me as the infant suckled at the breast that June
and I had so often nursed on but now milk was being produced and
we both knew that when Katy came home, we would both want to
return to Katy's nipples, to suck from her swollen breasts.

When Katy finally came home from the hospital, I did all I could
to take care of my son. I bathed him, changed him and put him
down to sleep but only if I got to him before June did. She
idolised her brother, often joining him when he was fed. With him
sucking on one nipple, Katy would often invite June to suck the
other. My role in this situation was to pull June's knickers off
and make her cum on my tongue as she sucked and she seemed to
derive great satisfaction when I did this. On the occasions when
I was invited to suck Katy's nipple, June would wank me
furiously, her other hand inside her knickers as she brought
herself off at the same time.

Bill came over regularly to see the baby and, because Katy wasn't
in a state for sex yet, I was required to suck Bill's cock or
bend over for him to push his big shaft up inside me. June and
Dad liked to watch him make me do the sex acts that he wanted and
would often masturbate each other as they watched me being 
humiliated. On occasion, June would call me over to kneel in
front of Dad and she would wank him, pointing his big knob at my
face as he came. She seemed to derive great pleasure from seeing
my face covered in her lover's spunk and would often make me open
my mouth to see if she could get some of his hot spunk to shoot
in my mouth too.

Once Katy was well enough to engage in sex again, Bill took great
pleasure in telling me that he and Katy were starting to make
their next baby. I was required to attend their love-making on
every occasion and Dad and June had begun to demand that I was
there for them too. In between times, the baby had to be taken
care of and I saw to his needs as a good father should.

One time I was changing him, Katy and Bill watched and made
comments about him. "Hmm," said Katy. "You can tell he takes
after you, Bill. Look at the size of his willy!" and they both
laughed. I blushed a deep red, not wanting to be reminded of my
own shortcomings. "Is it bigger than yours, John?" came the next
barb and then came more laughter.

"Leave him alone, Katy," said Bill and she stopped immediately.
Then to me he said, "Suck his dick, John. Show him what it feels
like. He'll be feeding you with that when he's a big boy. Get
some practice in now." They both watched me suck his little dick
into my mouth and lick his tiny balls. They were right, of
course. When he grew up some years from now, I'd be required to
give him the same pleasure I was forced to give his father.

June and Dad insisted that I was present to watch their
love-making and I was often ridiculed, more by June than Dad. I
had to wash many pairs of my knickers after June had made me cum
in them, wanking me while I watched their attempts to make my
daughter pregnant.

This was my life now. Helping the females in my life enjoy their
lovers was my main function and I was used also to provide
stimulation for all of them as they watched various men use me in
all kinds of ways, some of them most bizarre. I was regularly
spanked by men who visited and Dad once brought over a
transsexual who wanted to cum on my face and lick off her spunk.
All this served to humiliate me and to arouse all of them. I was
resigned to my fate and never once thought to object to their
treatment.



On June's 13th birthday, Katy announced that June was pregnant
and both she and Dad were congratulated. Rachel was there too as
well as Barbara and Bill. I couldn't help noticing Bill and his
wife watching Rachel and whispering together. I'm sure they had
plans for her and I wondered if I was part of them. Once I could
speak to Rachel privately, she told me that her mother had found
Rachel's virginity gone and she had been forced to tell her that
I had raped her. Her mother wanted to see me, and it wasn't a
request. When I eventually went to see Rachel's family, I was
made to suffer indignities by all of them.

Two months after that, Katy announced her own pregnancy and a
party was held in honour of the occasion. Barbara congratulated
her, saying what a stud Bill was and hoping that I would be able
to take care of the extra children. Rachel was there on this
occasion too and would squeeze my balls hard when nobody was
looking, making tears spring to my eyes. She had inflicted
humiliation on me along with her family and the idea of ever
raping her again had disappeared from my mind for ever. When I
saw her talking to Bill and Barbara, and they all looked over at
me, my fears began to rise.



Over the next 10 years, my life continued in the same way. The
only difference was that 5 more children were born to June and
Katy, fathered by Dad and Bill. I loved all the children but some
had become old enough that they wanted me to pleasure them in the
same way their parents had been by me. My 10-year-old son wanted
his daddy to suck his very large cock and although he couldn't
produce spunk yet, the feelings I gave him were enough that he
kept coming back for more.

The daughters of Katy and June wanted constant oral attention too
and I found myself very busy seeing to their ever growing needs.
The knickers I still had to wear around the house provoked much
curiosity in the children and they would often play with my
little bulge and make me cum, pointing out to their mothers what
Daddy just did in his knickers.

Katy and June's amusement knew no bounds as they watched their
offspring play with their daddy's genitals and they smiled when
they heard the 9-year-old Gemma, June's oldest daughter, ask if
her daddy would make her pregnant if he pushed his 'thing' inside
her pussy. They explained to the child that when she was 11 or
12, they would get a 'real' man to do that for her.

We had come full circle. I would be a cuckold for ever, never
able to father children of my own, but made to help all the
others become fathers and mothers. I would do what they wanted,
of course, because that's how things were. And everybody would
see to it that it didn't change!

END



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