Well the wedding is finally over. Tina and I are going on a well planned, but short honeymoon. We aren't going to far from home as she is in her eighth month and could deliver anytime now.
But it's so good to finally be married to the love of my life for so many years. Finally I'll be able to have sex with the woman of my dreams. Well not right away. You see the doctor told her that intercourse is out until about 60 to 90 days after the baby is born. Oh, well. I've waited this long, what's a few more months?
The doctor did say it was okay for me to perform oral sex on her. So I'll be performing the same type of sex I've had with her since we began dating and became serious with each other.
Tina and I have been dating for the last five years. We had known each other in high school, but we were more friends than lovers then.
I tried to make her feel for me as I felt about her back then, but, she insisted we remain friends. After College I returned home and she and I became closer friends, then an item. We became serious and then lovers, but she still wasn't ready for marriage. She said she wanted to be sure I was.
I did everything I could to prove to her that I would love and cherish her, but to no avail, she chose to keep on dating and for us to remain lovers.
"Tim, I want to be truly sure you're in love with me before we get married. I know you love me and I know I love you. Let's continue to maintain our relationship until I'm sure we're both ready." Tina said kissing me before we went out on our date for the evening.
As we drove, I couldn't keep from glancing at the very short mini skirt she was wearing tonight. Her blouse was extremely sheer and she wore no bra. I wondered if her size 38C endowments would be safely constrained by the thin fabric. Luckily, there were opaque patches at strategic places to hide her nipples.
That night I dropped her off at Steve's apartment. There were several cars parked out front of the duplex. Two nights ago I dropped her off at Bob's apartment. I suspected he was at Steve's place tonight also.
"Tim, I'd like for you to walk me to the door this time and maybe come in for a moment or two before you go back to my place."
"P-Please Tina, you know the guys are going to rib me about you being there with them. Y-You know I haven't got over the time you were in the back and they pulled a train on you while they kept me occupied upfront. Later they sent me back to get you when they had their fill of you." I moaned pathetically in reply.
"You haven't gotten over that yet? Why that's been over four years ago. Tim, you're just going to have to grow up and accept that I like to party and be friendly around the fellows from high school and their friends. It wasn't planned to be a sex thing then. It just happened.
It seemed like the right thing for me to do at the time. They were so horny and their horniness caused me to be horny too. So I gave them all some. They have their needs and if I'm in the mood and able to help them out, I do so.
Besides darling, you know I always go home with you, or come home to you after they've borrowed my cunt. If I didn't love you I wouldn't come home at all, especially after they've partially satisfied me and gotten the hardness out of their cocks. You know you're the only man that can really satisfy me after I've come in from partying all night. I really am in love with you, and especially your tongue. You eat me out so heavenly. No man has made me feel like you do Tim darling. I feel like I'm floating out of this world when you put your head between my legs and lap and suck out all the juices other fellows shoot off in me."
"T-Tina please. W-we've gone over all this before. Y-You know I want to please you so much. That's the only reason I-I do you... when you come back all messy, drippy and full of their stuff..., b-but can't you consider c-cleaning..."
"No! I've told you before that I think it's romantic and sexy when you suck my pussy after I've been out with other men. Men with big dicks, I might add." She said with a smirk.
I cringed as usual when she does that to me.
"I'm sorry Tim darling. I was wrong. That was unfair. Even though you're small, your heart is in the right place. I know you really love me. I know these guys in there just love to fuck me, and I guess I love for them doing that darling. But you see, it's just sex with them. But with you it's always very special. It's love and sex. That's why I haven't let you put it in yet. If I give you some and not be married to you, you'd probably take me for granite and even lose respect for me."
SOME HISTORY ABOUT TINA & I
I truly love Tina even though many would say she is nothing more than a gutter slut.
Her mother adores me and strongly encourages me to keep holding on for her daughter. She urges me to persevere and be patient as I wait to be her husband one day. However, her family also supports her being the free spirit she is and for me to love her in the way she desires me to. To my chagrin, Tina doesn't keep it a secret that I suck her pussy, and especially after she's been fucked by one of her many lovers or strangers.
However, something her mom said did upset me.
"Tim you'll make a wonderful and dutiful husband for Tina, even know you'll probably never be the real man in her life."
Her words hurt, but I respect her to have her own opinion.
The other sad thing is that my family also loves Tina. My mother and father think she'll make the perfect wife for me.
"Dear, I love your father, just as Tina loves you. I know how she feels. I love to go out and party with other men too. You've know that now that you're of age. You also know that you are your father's child while your sister's father was one of my lover's. Dear, like your father, you need a slut for a wife. You won't be happy with out having slut pussy to suck. From what Tina tells me, you suck just as good as your father. You are definitely a chip off the old block."
As can be seen, Mother was very supportive of me eating other men's cum from Tina's well fucked cunt. Because of mom, Tina started requiring me to do an around the world on her with my lips and tongue after she gets ganbanged, which is about once a week.
I tell you, I've licked and sucked a boat load of other men's jism out of her luscious pussy, off tits, belly, thighs, ass, and off her face. She thoroughly likes me to wash her face with my tongue when men splatter her face with their thick gluey semen. She also adores kissing me when her mouth is coated with some man's, or men's, gooey dick slime.
Mother has repeatedly told me women like she and Tina like two things in a man. Those with big dicks and the other that has a good tongue and isn't afraid to use it to show the woman he loves, he truly loves her.
"You see son, you and your father are in the second class. The pussy eating class. That's how you take care of women the best, and of course to do it up right will require you to eat cum, other men's cum, that is from those with the big dicks, from her cunt. To me that's the highest expression of love you can show your woman when you, as a pussy eating class male, does that for your woman. Just remember, most women can always find men to fuck them, it's the pussy sucking class, like you that are indeed a treasure for women and are thought highly of."
In one way or the other mother's words have been repeated to me in different ways many times. However, for some reason, I don't feel held in high esteem or treasured by my fiancee. I seem to be in the pits more often than not.
I really don't know how I got into this thing of sucking out Tina's sloppy slimy pussy.
If memory serves me right, it was when Tina disappeared at a Christmas party one evening, and I later found her in a closet in one of the bed rooms of the house where the party was held. She had let three men, one right after the other, bone her standing up in the tight confines of the closet.
It was my misfortune to arrive just after the last man had busted his nuts and passed me after walking out of the small closet as he was adjusting his clothes. He whispered as he walked past me. "There's a hot slut in the closet. I just fucked her as well as 2 other guys. She's sloppy, but definitely a good fuck."
I couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the closet. It was such a shock to discover that the slut he'd referred to was my Tina. Secondly, there was a heavy stream of jism running down the inside of Tina's thighs. There was a stream of pussy juice beginning to run down the inside of her thighs toward the top of her nylons.
"Tim darling, I'm so glad to see you. I could use some help here." She said in more of a matter-of-fact tone, than one of being surprised to see me. I was alarmed at her apparent lack of shame.
Just then I heard more voices coming into the bedroom, which had the many guest's coats on the bed. I quickly closed the closet door and dropped a blanket across the bottom of it to keep the closet light from reflecting out along the bottom. Why I thought of that, I'll never know.
The closet was a walk in type and apparently was used for linen and blanket storage.
Now my attention was back on Tina and her predicament, which she quickly turned around into my predicament. She's so canny about doing that to me. This is how she did it.
"Tim I can understand you being upset because those fellows big cocks got me turned on. But now I got all this cum in me that needs to be cleaned up. We got three options. One I can use something in this closet to wipe it up. I don't like that because I respect the host too much to mess up their bed linens and towels to do that. Two, I can walk out of here and others will see me all a mess and we both will be embarrassed. Your high class college friends will not think highly of you, including your religious upright boss, if they see me this way. Do you want that?"
"N-No, of course not. W-What is the third option. You'd better hurry, his thick semen has almost reached the top of your stockings." I said in a whispered panicky tone.
"That you clean it up with your mouth."
"S-Stop kidding Tina. I-I am not about..."
"You cleaned your sister's cunt out several times when her dates rubber busted. She told me. You're no stranger to eating cum, so don't play naive with me darling. In fact it was your mother who insisted you do it for her. I also know your father also did it for her and does it routinely for your mom after she's been out with her lovers. I know about your mom fucking around."
Her words were like a series of lighting bolts. I knew I looked sick. Why did my sister tell her about our family's dirty laundry?
To make a long story short, I was coerced into eating her cream pie and cleaning up the evidence of her closet fuck session.
When I got home that night - this was before Tina and I moved in together - I let mom know about sis being a blabbermouth. To my surprise, mom didn't react the way I thought she would. I really wanted sis to be on the receiving end of mom's wrath, at least once. I thought sure this was going to be it. Instead, she simply asked me, "Did you do a good job of cleaning her up with your tongue? Did you swallow all of the fuck juices?"
I was stunned and speechless. Seeing my slowness to reply, she went on to let me know that she had expected this to happen sometime or the other and is the reason that she had me in training on my sister's jism filled cunt.
She also revealed that my sister was on the pill and it was a ruse about the ruptured condom. "I wanted you to be trained in sucking pussy as well as sucking pussy with a purpose in mind, which is what happened to you tonight. It appeared your training came in quite handy and should also show Tina that you have a quality and skill that will endear her to you."
I was spellbound as she talked. I had to sit down.
LIFE GOES ON
As I've said before, I don't know why I love Tina so much, that is, in view of the way she treats me. Each time I get fed up with her antics and tricks and decide to walk away from her, it seems I just fall deeper in love with her and usually get more humiliated.
I'm really puzzled about that too.
One thing that's kept my sanity about this whole thing is the counseling that Tina's uncle, who's a shrink, gives to us free.
He invites us both to come in every three months or so to help us with our relationship. I'm really thankful for his help, otherwise I believe I'd gone insane by now because of her.
He's been so helpful in causing me to see Tina's problems and helping her in dealing with them. The only problem is that it seems I keep letting him talk me into staying with her and being a part of his schemes to wean herself away from her sluttish behavior.
He has been helping us for five years. Each time we go in to see him, he seems to have good reasons why she does what she does, but no criticism for what she does, like I often do. Even though he sees her trampish behavior as her searching for something or the other, there is never any condemnation of it.
In the end, it seems as if things remain the same and I feel better about having gone to the session. That's the real part that's a mystery to me, even though he's explained that to me also. However, it seems as soon as I walk away from him I can't explain it to myself or anybody else for that matter.
The other thing is his having separate interviews with us after our main session in which the three of us meet. It is in his session with me where I feel more at ease and good about my relationship with Tina, even though I know it's a humiliating situation for me. He often has me listen to some recoded music on headphones for about an hour as I lay on a divan in this absolutely quiet room he has in his office complex. It's so well insulated that you can't hear a thing from the outside.
To make matters worse, it appears that Tina always manages to get laid by someone while I'm in the room listening to the soothing music her uncle has for me to hear.
The problem is that I often seem to fall asleep doing these sessions and when I awake, she comes in and tells me she has met somebody in the office building and had a quickie with them and now needs some of my mouth treatment she adores so much.
For some reason, it seems I have no will to refuse her and end up slavishly yielding to her even though I should be running away. It seems I always leave her uncle's office with the taste of her and some unknown man's fuck slop in my mouth and the smell on my breath.
Well now that we're finally married and she's wearing my name, even though she's carrying another man's baby, I'm hopeful that marriage and motherhood will wean her away from her promiscuous ways.
Tina's uncle didn't provide me much consolation by his take on things.
"Tim, it's amazing what marriage can do for a wayward woman like my niece. It can help her get over letting other men sew their wild oats in her. The good part of it all is that no matter how long it takes, or how many of the sown oats turn into babies, you, her faithful husband, will be by her side, and of course, we expect you to be a good daddy to those kids."
His wedding present to me was a CD, which he told me to listen to daily. It's labeled "Being A Happy Husband".
Tina's uncle seems to have a hold or influence over me I can't quite explain. It's almost hypnotic at times. It seems that I just have to do what he tells me to.
Oh well, maybe it's just me. Anyway, on the CD, there are several lectures or chapters by him and others that are suppose to give encouragement to husbands who have wives like Tina.
There are chapters with such titles as: -Living With A Wife That Puts Out For Many, But Who Encourages You, Her Husband To Jack Off.
-Sucking Up After Others, A Definitive Guide For Husbands Whose Wives Need Them To Perform Slimy Cunnilingus After Other Men Have Fucked Her
-Being A Cuckold Does Not Mean Being Humiliated
The father of our baby, was one of Tina's old boyfriends. Tina wasn't sure before the baby being born. His name was Gregory and the baby's face is a spitting image of him. Tina insisted we name our son Greg. I wasn't thrilled with the idea, but as is often the case, I can't seem to stop giving in to what Tina wants, or going along with her ideas and suggestions, when I know I don't want to do them, or go along with her.
I've grown fond of our baby son and realize his innocence in all this, so I'm being the good daddy. My wife and both our families are pleased at my behavior. Even Gregory, the baby's father, compliments me. The bad part of it is that he does it when he comes by to take Tina out on dates, while I'm home baby-sitting little Greg.
I was of course opposed to Tina going out with her old flame, the sire of our child. However, both my new wife and her uncle, quickly let me know I was being repressive and overly possessive as a husband. Again, I was overwhelmed by their desire for me to not refuse her. And again, I found myself with no will to resist. I capitulated.
However, I must say I did manage to save face by winning a concession from my wife and her old boyfriend.
"Okay Tim, I promise that I won't let more than five men, other than me, fuck your wife if she gets the urge for a gang bang." Gregory said as he reached out to shake my hand. I reluctantly shook his much larger one, which hurt as he almost crushed mine.
Tina also promised too, but added a condition that probably was already understood.
"Honey, it makes me feel good for you to put limits on me. I know you mean well and it tells me you do it because you love me. However, at the same time, I still need you to show your love for me and my wet pussy when I come home."
Embarrassed at her unexpected openness, I meekly, and while blushing a very deep red in front of her, her uncle and mother, as well as Gregory, I promised that I would suck her "wet used" pussy nevertheless.
"You're so sweet and just a perfect understanding husband."" My new wife said as she planted a kiss on my cheek just before she and Gregory left on their night out.
"Tim, Tina is more outgoing than you. That's her natural personality. She brought that into the marriage. You on the other hand are an introvert, and not very outgoing. That's your personality and what you brought into this marital partnership. Your role is ideal to be the one to stay at home, while she goes out. Your wife will be at ease knowing that your child is being well taken care of as she enjoys herself dancing and drinking the night away. Also, by her temporarily getting away from the bonds of marital life for a short time, it'll renew her bond with you and the marriage. And as far as her going out with little Greg's real father, you should be comforted that she'll be with someone we're all close with."
I looked at her uncle with a bewildered and speechless look as he consoled and reassured me I had done the right thing. However, his fleet-of-foot talking was dazzling, not so much from its strange logic, as it's unbelievable and brazen disregard for the sanctity of marriage and the traditional role of a husband.
Oh well, They say marriage is give and take, but it seems like I'm having to give up much of my esteem as a man, and take a lot of humiliation as a husband.
When I lament about "my perceived situation" - my wife's and uncle's words - they encourage me to listen to her Uncle's CD. They direct me to the chapter on: "Your Self Esteem Is At its Highest When You Kneel And Place Your Head In Your Wife's Crotch When She Comes Home From A Date With Another Man".