TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

Copyright © APRIL 2009 By C.D.E.  ALL Rights Reserved

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

Story Content:(Cuck, M+/F, MM, MF, Inter, Impreg, FemDom, 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


Title: How I became A Company Cuckold: Part 1
Author: C.D.E.


Author's Note:  This story was inspired by another ASSTR Author
named Emanon_Pen from his masterful work “For The Love of Money”.
 I'd also like to thank him for his thorough and diligent proof
reading of this story prior to it being posted.


CAST:
Donald - Husband
Darlene – Donald's wife
Mr. Foster – Donald's Boss at GB Industries
Ms. Ferguson – Mr. Foster's Executive assistant

====CHAPTER 1: INTRODUCTION=====

	It seems that some of us, no matter how hard we try, can't avoid
what fate has destined for us.

	My name is Donald, and as I review the last 20 years of my life
and marriage, I can only say that it seems that my destiny is to
be degraded and subjugated by stronger women and men.

	I'm married to a wonderful and beautiful creature named Darlene.
 She is a vivacious woman without question.  Even though she's an
assertive wife, she has a wonderful personality with a touch of
capriciousness thrown in.  And she's definitely a good mother to
our 8 children.

	Yes we have 8 kids, which is a larger family than is common in
these modern times. However, the children are a joy to us as well
as to their grandparents.

	My wife and even our parents are constantly telling me and
friends how much the kids look like me.  When in reality, none of
them resemble me in the least.

	That's not really surprising to me, since for the entire time
Darlene and I have been married, she has demanded that I wear a
condom during the times we've had intercourse, even during the 6
times when she was pregnant.  So I've never had the pleasure of
having my prick in her without a barrier between her hot juicy
pussy walls and my cock.

	I've never gotten her to reveal why she won't let me have her
bareback even when she's pregnant.   Whenever I press her on this
matter she's always evasive and changes the subject.

	The other puzzling thing is that she does use the pill, except
when she stops taking them to conceive.

	Anyway, over the years, I've come to the conclusion that she
just has a thing about me putting it in her luscious pussy bare
back.  Therefore, I've just left the matter alone.  As all of you
know, we husbands have to put up with our wives little quirks.

	Darlene and I are Caucasian, with blue eyes, and have dark hair.

	Of the 8 kids in our brood, there is a set of red headed twins
and a set of Nordic blond headed twins.  We also have one light
tanned son with straight hair, one dark tanned son with obviously
Negroid curled up hair, one daughter with dishwater blond hair
with hazel eyes, and one daughter with black hair and brown eyes.

	Because of details which will be revealed later in my story, I
have never had the need to question the paternity of any of our
children.  I have even signed a legally binding document
indicating I never will, and in addition, I accept all children
born into our marriage as legally mine without exception.

	The company I work for was nice enough to pay for the legal fees
to have these documents drafted up and authorized.  But more
about the company I work for later.

	But for now, back to my wife Darlene.

	When I first met Darlene, I had no idea how promiscuous she was
or had been.  But I soon found out.  However, she was a slut the
entire time we dated, were engaged, and all throughout our
marriage, even up to the current day.


=====CHAPTER 2: THE EARLY YEARS=====

	“Donald, I want you to meet my parents.”  Darlene said to me
after we had been seriously dating for a while.

	I had recently graduated from college and had just gotten a job
as an entry level analyst at one of the biggest employer in
Phantomville – GB Industries.  It was a privately owned company
named after its founder George Baxter, and was now managed by
George Baxter III.

	Darlene's parents didn't have to say it, but strongly implied
that their daughter had finally started going out with a more
respectable guy.  That made me feel good about myself, even if I
did worry about the types she'd been dating previously.

	“However, Donald, I hope you don't think you have plans to take
advantage of our daughter just because you're a smart fellow and
work at such a high hifalutin company as GB Industries.”

	“O-Oh no Mr. Jones.  I-I would never do that.”  I replied
nervously.

	“Do you have a big dick Donald?”

	“W-What?  E-Excuse me m-ma'am?”  I replied as I stammered trying
to make sure what I heard her say.

	“I asked about the size of your dick.  You do have one don't
you?”  She spoke in a firm tone.

	I became speechless at her clarification.

	“He has a small cock mother. I've felt him when we were making
out.  He's little even when he's hard.  Hee! Hee!”  Darlene spoke
with a bit of a giggle.

	Then she had more to say as she turned toward me.

	“Don't look upset darling, mother thinks guys with small dicks
are more sincere and devoted than those with bull size dicks.”  
I could only look at her with total surprise too.

	She continued to talk, as she directed her words now to her
parents.

	“And don't worry mother, he hasn't put it in yet, he's only
sucked my pussy nothing else.  And also he's a virgin and his
mama makes him wear a cock lock to stay that way until he's
married.  So he's been the perfect gentleman to me,” injected
Darlene with a smile as she kissed me on my cheek, as she took my
hand and held it affectionately.

	Her words made me want to sink beneath the love seat we were
sitting on.

	Yes, Darlene had met my folks.  It was quite by accident – I
think.  Darlene and I were at the mall enjoying a bite of lunch
one Saturday afternoon.  It wasn't a formal date, just some
shopping and getting to know each other.

	We were at an outdoor patio style restaurant, when Mom and Dad
showed up unexpectedly.

	This was the first time I had mentioned to mom or dad that I was
seeing a girl regularly.  Dad was very pleased, but Mom was not
so pleased.  Basically, because she had expected for me to have
told her about Darlene and not have met her the way she did.

	You see, my mom is a rather controlling type person and she
rules the roost.  She basically dominates Dad and me.  Well more
about all that later.  But it was at this chance meeting that
Mother told Darlene about me basically never having engaged in
sexual intercourse before and that she thought it would be good
for me to save myself for the right girl.

	Mother talked entirely too much and all I could do was sit and
turn beet red. I knew I dared not interrupt her.  Dad also was
blushing, but knew not to say anything either.  We both knew our
places.

	To my surprise, Mother and Darlene, as they conversed and
conversed, they found they had a lot in common.  I was so
embarrassed when Mother told Darlene she encouraged me to
masturbate myself to take my mannish edge when I went out on high
school dates.

	“Even though he's 23, I still supervise him as he masturbates to
keep the pressure in his balls under check. I just think it's
proper for a mother to oversee these things to ensure he strokes
himself properly, as well as milk himself properly too.”  Mother
revealed without the least bit of shame.

	Darlene's face was all aglow as she smiled and looked at me.  I
had to turn away, feeling ultra small and utterly embarrassed.

	“For a well mannered boy such as Donald, I can see that it's
good for him to have a mother that gives so much of herself to,
as you say, keeping him in check.”

	“And don't tell anyone, but many times I expose my tits and
pussy to stir up his imagination as he beats himself off.” 
Mother added.  I almost fainted from shame.

	“Yes, I agree, I think it's great for him to see his mother
expose herself for his pleasure.”  Added Darlene, as she
obviously was ingratiating herself to my mom, yet wearing an
obvious broad smirking smile.

	I thought things couldn't get any worse, they did.  I again felt
ultimately small.

	“I'm glad you feel good about a guy like my Donald who wants to
save himself for his new bride.  To ensure he doesn't do anything
foolish, he's been wearing one of the Phantomville Penis
Management Control Company's devices (aka electronic cock
restraint) for several years, starting back in his teens.  In
fact we just had their latest model installed two weeks ago. 
This one even has GPS built in.  That's how I knew you were here
dear son.”  Mother turned and smiled at me.

	I felt super little as mother continued to tell Darlene all
about the features of this latest model I was wearing.

	“As with the earlier one, it gives him a nice little electrical
jolt if he tries to rub or play with himself, and sends me an
instant alert via the closet cell phone tower to me too.  It
doesn't let him get away with anything.”

	I thought she wouldn't get any more graphic or reveal anymore
than she already had, but I was totally wrong.

	Darlene had a very broad smile as she looked at me while
agreeing with mother.

	Mother kept talking to my total chagrin and utter embarrassment.

	“It even lets me know if he comes in his shorts without touching
himself, which has happened a few times hasn't it sweetie?”

	I was so thoroughly blushed and fully flushed red.  I really
felt minuscule.  What happened next really threw me for a loop of
further humiliation as Darlene added her input to the
conversation.

	“Why that happened the last time he was eating me out.  Didn't
it Donald?”

	I really wanted to faint this time.

	“You've been licking and sucking pussy and didn't tell me, your
mother?  That must've been the reason I got that alert last week
about you messing up your shorts.  You didn't tell me the whole
story did you baby?”  Mother said looking at me with a broad
grin.

	“Well we'll talk about that later, but son, I have to admit that
I can't help but be proud that you could use your tongue and
mouth to seduce and captivate such a beautiful girl as this.  You
little devil you.  They say the mother is always the last to
know.”

	"Your son is such a gentleman.  Most guys are trying to get in
my panties from the second they come on to me. But Donald wanted
to know about me the person, and from there we worked on being a
bit intimate.  Actually, it was I who guided him to do me orally,
as he revealed that you wanted him to save himself for his wife
to be, whoever she was.  Well, I thought that was so noble and
sweet, that's when I proposed his going down on me." Spoke
Darlene in her sweetest tone.

	“I've really tried to make him respectful of women and to be my
well mannered boy.”  Spoke mother with an obvious ring of pride
in her voice. I hated her reference to me as a boy, which
strongly implied that I was a mama's boy.

	“He is well mannered and a very good pussy sucker too.”  Added
Darlene as she again embraced and hugged and kissed me.

	“Now, I don't let him touch my tits.  I told him that I wanted
to save that for when we got a bit more serious.”  Spoke Darlene
in a serious firm tone of voice.

	“I totally agree with you.  And it's only fair that if he's
saving something – namely his virginity, then it's only right for
you to save something for the one you'll marry too.

	It was obvious that mother liked all that Darlene was telling
her.

	I was mortified at the whole conversation and stayed a deep
blushed red the entire time we sat there.  But alas, I could do
nothing but sit and continually be embarrassed.

	Well anyway, the aforementioned conversation that day is where
Darlene got the information to tell her folks that my mom had
verified my virginity.

	Well back to the conversation I was having with Darlene and her
parents.

	“Very good.  I like you even more Donald.” Said Darlene's mom.

	“I feel much better about you too.”  Added her dad.

	I finally got my voice back and tried to carry on some polite
conversation as the conversation moved on to a news item that was
on TV.  I was hoping that no more would be mentioned about me or
Darlene and such extremely personal subjects.  However, I was
wrong.

	 "Darlene, I can see you being naughty with such a nice boy as
Donald here.  You haven't fed any of your cream pie have you?" 
Her dad asked her.

	"Now dad.  But to answer your question, yes I've fed him some,
but not with a lot of cream.  But he really liked what he ate."

	I looked at Darlene with a puzzling look, then said.  "I don't
remember us ever having eaten any cream pie."

	Darlene and her parents simultaneously broke out in loud
laughter.

	It was obvious that I was missing something here, for I could
not see anything to laugh about.

	"Oh, you're such a sweetie Donald, and so innocent.  That's why
I like him so much mom and dad." Darlene replied, but still did
not provide any insight to me as to what caused them to laugh
earlier.

	"My boy I can see you don't get out much do ya.  It's like
this..."

	"No, I'll tell him dad.  I'm the one who should do it."  Said
Darlene.

	"She's right dear, it is her responsibility."  Darlene's mom
said to her husband.

	"You see Donald, most guys I go out with want to get in my
panties on the first date. And well, most of the time I give in
to them and take them off for them.  And to answer the look on
your face, yes, I've often had sex on my first date.  In fact
you're just about the only guy I've dated where I didn't fuck on
the first date."

	This revelation by Darlene caused me to squirm uncomfortably, as
it was not my impression of her that she was that type of girl,
hence my reaction.

	While she told me she wasn't a virgin, I didn't think she was a
slut either.  But as she told me about the many different guys
she's dated and had sex with, my opinion of her rapidly changed.
Her parent's lack of a reaction meant they didn't seem the least
bit concerned about her promiscuous behavior.

	"Well Donald, it all started when an old boyfriend was horny and
needed a quickie fuck.  I was on my way home from work when I
stopped by and gave him some.  I then later met you for dinner
near the campus library that evening - remember that rainy
evening in the college library and there was hardly no one there?

	"You were sweet enough to do as I asked of you and give me some
head, for I really hadn't gotten off to my satisfaction earlier.
You and I were having such a delightful time being together, I
just got this urge for you to put your tongue in my horny pussy.

	"I had wiped my cunt down good so none of my previous fuck
date's jism was there - at least I thought I did.  But when you
did as I asked and went under the table and buried your head in
my crotch, I didn't realize just how much of his cum was still
deposited deep in my box, for as you were sucking on my slit, the
dregs of his deep deposited spend really oozed out and flowed
right in your mouth.  You really give such good suction darling.

	"Well after I got off and settled down from a very beautiful
orgasm, you quickly let me know I tasted better than ever before.
 It was then that I realized what happened.  I of course came up
with an excuse that it was because I was so excited being with
you that you had caused my pussy to produce that flavor
especially for you.

	"But in all honesty, I have to admit Donald, and to you too,
dad.  What I did was not planned, but after knowing that I had
fed you another man's spend, the thought gave me such a wicked
indescribable thrill.   Donald honey, I knew I had to do it
again, and especially so since you enjoyed the taste so much."

	I sat totally speechless, as I felt the burning stare of three
sets of eyes on me.

	I was literally stunned and immobile.

	"Donald, honey, I want you to know that I really like you and
want us to continue getting to know each other better.  I really
need you and want us to grow this relationship."  Spoke Darlene
as she moved to the floor and got on her knees before me as I
continued to sit on the love seat.

	"Darling, I want you to know that even though I've had a lot of
big dicks in my cunt, you're the only one I let suck my pussy
after I've been fucked.  And sure the guys fill me up with their
hot slimy goo, but they just can't compete with the ecstatic
feeling you give me by sucking out their man cream.  And sweetie,
you must like it too, since you've gotten off in your pants
without even touching your little thing."  She spoke those
incredible and outlandish words with such sweet sincerity I again
could only stare at her.

	"B-But D-Darlene...”  I was cut off by her dad.

	“My boy, if you're worried about what we think, well put your
mind at ease.  Me and the wife won't mind a bit if you want to
suck our daughter's pussy after she's been fucked by her men
friends.”

	“My husband's right Donald, I don't mind in the least.  And with
you having such a little thing, and with it being under lock and
key, this is probably the best way for you two to express your
affections toward each other.”

	“That's right son.  Darlene can still get the dicks she needs
and you can eat that good fuck slop you like from her crotch and
get off in your pants too.”  Added her dad with a tone of smug
satisfaction in his voice.


=====CHAPTER 3: A TALK WITH MY MOTHER=====

	"I know how you feel Donald, but it's not like Darlene
intentionally meant to humiliate you, or didn't give you a
reasonable explanation for her actions.  After all, being the
beautiful full blooded woman she is, it's understandable that she
would be tempted to having sex with guys who were aggressive and
well endowed and have the equipment to satisfy her needs.

	"But she is a lovely girl and seems to think highly of you. 
After all, she did confess that you're the only guy she lets suck
her pussy after she's been fucked.  And since you apparently like
the taste of her cream pie, that has to mean a lot to you,
doesn't it?”

	“M-Mother t-this is-is so h-humiliating t-to know t-that I-I
have b-been s-slurping up her o-other guy's cum.  C-Can't y-you
see what I-I mean?”

	“My dear son, if you wish to cry, you go right ahead.  It's
okay.  Remember, you're a mama's boy and I'm your mama. Okay?”

	“O-Okay mother.”

	“Now Donald, since you've been exposed to her pussy and found it
so tasty, you're going to be miserable not having her cream pie
to eat, even though it's other men's creamy cum you're swallowing
down.  Therefore, baby, mommy is suggesting that you just get
over it that you like eating other men's sperm mixed with her hot
pussy juice.  The more times you eat her creamy hair pie, the
less you'll worry about your dignity as a man.  In fact son, I
think it's better if you not concern yourself about that in the
least if you want to keep Darlene, since it's really fairly clear
you can't match up to her standards of being a real man.  You do
understand that don't you?”

	“SIGH!  Y-Yes I-I do.”

	“Good boy.  Just remember, to have her as the love of your life,
you should not be ashamed of being a virgin.  In fact, it's
obvious she adores that about you.  Remember telling you all
these years that saving yourself would contribute to making you a
good catch.   Plus she really seems thrilled that when eating her
used pussy, you get so excited that you sometimes shoot off in
your pants without touching yourself.”

	

=====CHAPTER 4: RECONCILLIATION?=====

	After talking with mother, I knew I still cared deeply for
Darlene, despite how she had treated me. It had been over a week
and I missed seeing and talking with Darlene.  She had tried to
talk with me, but I had refused several of her calls.  I was
still upset at her, but nevertheless I did miss her.

	So I decided to call her and just see if we could talk.  I had
no idea what direction our talk would head, but something in me
was urging me to meet with her, so I did.

	She seemed glad I finally returned her calls, and she invited me
over the next Saturday afternoon.  She warned me that she was
expecting several visitors at different times, but that we could
talk between their visits.

	I offered to come by when she was not so busy, but she insisted
that I come anyway.

	When I arrived at the appointed time, Darlene was dressed in
jeans and a low cut blouse.  She looked so lovely, actually
ravishing even in such a plain casual outfit.

	Her dad was there and her mom was out with friends shopping.  I
had a hard time looking her dad in the face as we greeted each
other.  He was warm and casual and there was no hint in his
demeanor that alluded to any of the candid and, for lack of a
better word, salacious revealing conversation we had at my last
visit.

	He showed intense interest in the TV program he was watching. 
He waived us off, as Darlene asked me to go to her bedroom where
we could talk without disturbing him.

	As we sat on her bed and began to talk, I felt nervous and so
inferior even sitting beside her.  That is, after now knowing
just how sexually sophisticated and promiscuous she really was. 
As we talked she pulled it out of me as to why I felt nervous and
seemed sheepish.

	“Donald, I want you to know this and I really mean it.  I care
about you and really like you.  In fact, I love you darling.  I
want you as my soul mate.  I need you.  We can make our
relationship work.”

	“B-But what a-about y-your studs, w-won't t-they get u-upset
because y-you're n-not going to-to be available to them like
you...”

	“Whoa Donald!  Darling, let me explain something.  At one time,
I thought I just needed a strong man to keep my promiscuity in
check.  But now I know I need the dicks of many strong men, real
men, to keep my pussy pleased.  I like the diversity of many
horny dicks. Plus I like being the slut I am.  And as far as the
type of soul mate I need.  Donald, you're the ideal mate for me.

	“I want my freedom to slut around and put out for men as I
please.  And I need a significant other that has the courage and
strength to accept the humiliation and ridicule that goes with
having me as their slutty mate.  Donald, that's you.  You're
ideal for me, and I'm ideal for you.  You're sweet, not
confrontational, unassuming, and a well mannered mama's boy.  And
not to mention a virgin, that loves to eat to eat out my cum
filled sloppy pussy.  You just don't know how much that turns me
on to have such a nice and hip guy like you eating my studs' jism
out of my cunt.”

	“Y-You think I-I'm hip a-and c-courageous?”

	“You bet I do darling.  That's why I only want you with your
head between my legs slurping from my wet used snatch.  You
really make me feel so thrilled to have you sucking other men's
cum from my pussy.”

	“SIGH! I-I guess I-I should f-feel flattered.  A-And I guess
it-it goes without saying that y-your other m-men would be a-a
part of our relationship?”

	“Definitely darling, but don't worry, you'll get use to them and
their cum, especially since you like the taste of the stuff in my
pussy anyway.”

	“DING! DONG!”  The sound of the door bell was heard downstairs.

	“C'mon Donald, I bet that's one of my old friends who I'm
expecting.  I want you to meet him.  We can talk some more later.

	I was pulled out of the room by Darlene as she yanked my hand
and literally pulled me with her.

	She opened the front door and greeted a tall muscular blond
fellow, who she introduced as Dave.  I was taken aback by the
quick, but passionate wet kiss on the mouth that Darlene and he
had. He shook my hand as she indicated that I was very close
friend.  I winced as we shook.  My hand felt as if it had been in
a vice grip once he released it.

	“Donald honey, go sit and watch TV with daddy, while Dave and I
go to my bedroom to catch up on old times.”  Said Darlene with a
hint of a giggle in her voice.  I could tell she was thrilled to
see this handsome well built guy, who obviously had probably been
a jock in high school.

	I was left standing there and looking foolish as the two of them
literally raced up the stairs.

	“C'mon over here and have a seat.  You might as well be
comfortable while they're up there doing their thing.”  Darlene's
dad said as he looked in my direction.

	It then hit me hard.  I had just met one of her guys that she
was soon going to be having sex with.

	“If you love my daughter and want to do right by her, don't
worry, you'll spend a lot of time waiting on her being with her
other men.”  He added in a matter-of-fact tone.

	“I didn't think that team was going to win.”  Her dad said in
the next breath as he changed the subject back to what was on TV.

	I remained silent, as his burning words zinged around in my
head.  As I sat watching the TV, my mind was on what was
happening upstairs.  I couldn't help visualizing Dave, with his
large brawny frame, hunched over driving, what I was sure was his
well hung cock, deep into Darlene's delectable and eager wet warm
pussy.

	“You thinking about them fucking ain't you?”  Spoke her dad
breaking the silence and into my thoughts.

	I could only grin and blush.  I guess I didn't have to say
anything, for he just smiled and continued to talk.

	“You know Donald, any man that sits down here and waits on his
gal to get fucked by another guy so he can eat her slimy twat,
ain't much of a man, but I have to say I respect your nerve and
gumption to do that for my daughter.”

	“N-No S-Sir, I-I'm not g-gonna s-suck, er, I-I mean do that. 
T-That's not why I-I'm here.  I-I just came over to-to talk.”  I
stammered terribly as I replied in a soft almost cracking voice.
I know I hadn't planned on doing her orally, but I had already
envisioned what her freshly fucked pussy was going to look like
after Dave finished using her.

	“Don't be nervous.  It's okay if you like her that much.  In
fact, I think you two will make a nice couple.  She needs a guy
who can put up with her sleeping around.  And with you having a
taste for creamy choochee, it's a great match.  Me and the wife
like you two, even though we know you ain't much of a man.  But
we see you as somebody who'll stay in his place and be there for
her when she needs her messy gash sucked. She really likes you
doing that for her. We're both hoping you two make up.”

	Her dad's comments were bitter sweet.  I liked that he and his
wife were favorable to me, but it hurt emotionally to know, and
well accept, that I was not a man in their eyes as well as
Darlene's.

	There was a noise on the stairwell, it was Dave.  He spoke to
Darlene's dad warmly as they exchanged some small talk. 
Apparently they knew each other.

	“You two have a good time?”

	“Yes sir, a real good time.”  He said to her dad, as he
emphasized the word “good”.

	 Then he looked at me.

	“By the way, Donald Darlene wants you to come upstairs and help
her clean up.”  He said with an obvious smirk as he looked me
straight in the face.

	I also heard her dad issue a low chuckle.  To be in the presence
of two such masculine men and to hear their reactions made me
feel so humiliated.  I wondered if Dave knew I had a history of
licking Darlene's used pussy.

	As Dave left, still red face and flushed, I went up to Darlene's
bedroom.  I knocked and she called out for me to come in.

	Time I opened the door, the obvious strong smell of sex hit me
in the face.  The sight before me caused me to freeze
momentarily.

	Darlene was reclined on her bed with two large pillows at her
back.  Her legs were lazily parted wide and the sight of her
messy, cum oozing frazzled bush was literally as I had envisioned
it after a sturdy fucking by Dave.

	“C'mon in Donald darling.  I feel so wonderful.  You like what
you see?”

	“D-Darlene, w-why d-did you invite m-me over a-and t-t-treat me
like...”

	“Simple, because I love you.”

	“Y-You love me?”

	“C'mon over and sit here beside me Donald.  You'll get a closer
look at my pussy pie.  Dave really worked on it.  He shot off
twice.”

	I said nothing but did as she asked, and couldn't believe one
guy could shoot of that much sperm to make her cunt so messy.

	“You've never seen my cunt really messy have you?  Does it look
yummy to you?”

	“P-Please Darlene, I-I'm not g-g-going to-to do w-what you
e-expect.  I-I just c-came over to talk to you.  I-I don't know
why.  B-But I-I do have strong feelings for you.  I-I just
thought w-we could work something out... M-Mother told m-me to
give it a try.  S-So t-that's w-why...”

	“Would you have come if she had not prompted you?”

	“P-Probably so.”

	“Don't be so nervous honey.  Don't be afraid to look at my
pussy.  Go ahead and put your hand in it if you wish.  It'll be
good for you to play in it and to have another man's spend on
your hands.”

	“P-Please Darlene, l-lets be serious.  Do y-you t-think there
is-is a chance f-for us.”

	“Of course there is Donald.  It's really simple.  One, we
already know we love each other.  Two, I want you to remain a
virgin until we're wed, as does your mom I might add.  Three, I
need well hung men, now and as well as when we're married, so
you'll have to share me with them – that's non-negotiable.  Four,
you like to eat sloppy jism soaked pussy.

	“Donald, as I've told you before, we are a perfect match.  And
mother and dad think very well of you too.  They really like you
better than all of the other guys I've brought home, that is to
be my husband.  However, they understand and accept that I'm
going to need a hung stud in bed. They are having a hard time
seeing why you don't accept that, especially since you love
sucking my creamy fuck pie.”

	“O-Oh Darlene, I-I c-can't make you s-see h-how humiliating
it-it is f-for m-me t-to...”

	“Donald, stop whining and look at me.  C'mon look me in the
face. Now!”  Darlene's raised voice caught my attention and
caused me to snap my head around to look her in the face.

	“You have got to understand, and accept, that there is nothing
wrong with humiliation for you.  Especially humiliation that
turns you on.  Sweetie, you wouldn't come in your pants if you
didn't enjoy sucking up after a better man. Okay?  So let's be a
man about this whole thing.  You can handle being treated like
the little dick, cum eating mama's boy you are.  Okay!”

	I felt tears swelling up in my eyes and I knew that if I didn't
get out of there, I was going to break down and start crying. 
Which would be full vindication in Darlene's eyes that I was
truly a pantywaist mama's boy.

	Apparently she noticed my situation and grabbed my arm and
pulled me to her before I could move.  She pulled me to her naked
breast, and held me.  In our relationship, she forbid me from
touching her magnificent boobs, so it was so wonderful to be
close to them and her naked body, even if her luscious tits still
had the Dave's hand prints showing so clearly all over them.

	“That's it my sweetie, pie go ahead and have a good cry.  Get it
all out.  Don't hold back.  Accept your station in life and in
our relationship.  It'll be so far less stressful.  Why I bet
you're hard, here let me see.  Yes you are!  See, your body is
trying to tell you to do what's best.”

	Darlene had grabbed by crotch and found my erect prick and held
me securely.  She had me and even though I tried to hold back my
tears, I couldn't.  I started sobbing and then finally the flood
gates opened and I just gave up trying to stop.

	“That's it, you big baby, let it all come out.  Get all that
water out of your eyes.  It's good for you.  Keep on crying while
Mommy Darlene holds you.”

	She had proved her case and we both knew it.

	Finally after a short while, my uncontrolled crying was down to
uncontrolled sobbing.

	“SOB!... I-I'm... SOB!... Sorry D-Darlene ... SOB!... I-I ...
SOB!...”

	“That's okay Donald darling, I understand.  You can make it up
to me.”

	“I-I ... SOB!... Can? ... SOB!...”

	“Yes Donald, just do what you do best, be the nice boy I want
you to be and do this for me.  It would make me so happy, and you
too.”  She whispered in a hoarse sexy voice, before positioning
and guiding my head to her exposed gloppy gamy cunt.

	I let out a loud sigh, as I surrendered myself to her desire.

	Her neatly trimmed bush was still a total slimy mess, but there
was something about her cum smeared and oozing snatch that
attracted me more than repulsed me.  I did want to taste her,
even if it did humiliate and disgrace me and annotate me as less
than the type of man she labeled a man.
	As I put my face in her nasty looking crotch, the smell and
taste became more of an erotic flavoring, as I licked, lapped and
started nosily sucking up the gluey, slimy, heated results of her
previous fuck session with her stud, Dave.

	In my mind's eye, his smirking face appeared with him inviting
me to go clean up the mess he made between the legs of the woman
I knew I now really loved.

	After getting her to a rousing orgasm, and in the process
swallowing an awful lot of Dave's deeply deposited semen, we both
cleaned up and just lay there on her bed talking.

	“Donald darling, that was so wonderful.  I just can't describe
how good it was hearing and feeling you sucking out Dave's heavy
thick loads.  Don't you worry in the least, we're going to have a
great relationship and you're going to get over any shame you
might still have, as I feed you more and more cream pies.”

	While my ego was greatly boosted from having given Darlene a
very exhilarating orgasm from my oral activity, I still felt a
great deal of humiliation just having this conversation with her.

	I felt a sense of mental relief, but also a sense of deep shame
that the woman I knew I loved, knew just what an inadequate male
I was.

	“DING! DONG!”  It was the doorbell again.

	“That must be Dan!  C'mon, I want you to meet him too!”  Spoke
Darlene gleefully as she again pulled me from the bed and down
the stairs to meet another tall muscular stud, who this time had
jet black hair.

	Again, Darlene passionately greeted Dan with a juicy on mouth
kiss.  Again, my hand was almost crushed by Dan's much bigger and
stronger rough hands, as we shook. And again I was directed to
watch TV with her dad, while she and Dan went to “Talk over old
times in her bedroom.”

	This time Darlene's dad glanced at me with a slight grin and
whether he knew I had gone down on his daughter and mouth cleaned
her well fucked pussy, or not, I certainly felt that he suspected
it.

	He said nothing except to return his face to the TV screen.

	We both sat in silence for a long while.  All the while my mind
was in turmoil, not really absorbing what was happening on TV.

	“Donald my dick is hard from seeing them fine pieces of ass on
TV.  Come here a minute, I need you to help me with something.” 
Her Dad suddenly said, breaking into the whirlwind of thought
circling in my head.

	Not thinking the two phrases he uttered were connected, I
followed him as he walked a short distance down a side hall, to
apparently what was a guest bedroom.

	He walked in and I followed.   While he went to a nearby window
and lowered the blinds, he directed me to sit on the bed.

	When he returned he stood in front of me.  The bulge in his
pants was more apparent now than I had noticed before.  I was
still uncertain as to what was about to unfold until he unbuckled
his pants and unzipped them.  He did it so quickly.  Before I
knew it, they were on the floor around his ankles and he had also
pushed his shorts down too.

	In an instant, I was looking at his sizable erection that was
hardening and soon was jutting out and up.  His dick head was
swollen, bloated and shiny, and large.

	Being caught off guard by his sudden action, It took me a while
to ascertain what was about to be asked of me as I sat facing
head on what looked to be an 8 inch stout rigid dick in need of
relief.

	“You like what you see Donald?  How about giving my dick some of
that sucking you give my daughter's slimy cunt.”

	“O-OH NO!  S-Sir I-I can't do t-that.  I-I'm n-not gay.  I-I've
never s-s-sucked a m-man's p-penis b-before.”  I replied
nervously and pitifully.

	“Well, my boy there is always a first time.  And with you so
accustomed to the taste of jism, you already got half of being a
cocksucker down.  Now c'mon open your sissy mouth and wrap your
girlish mama's boy lips around my dick.  You've had your mouth on
a pussy where a lot of dicks have been.  Now you're just tasting
one dick.  C'mon Donald, this will be a good experience for both
of us.”

	“P-Please S-Sir, I-I c-can't...”

	“Damn it!  My dick is hard!  Stop messing around you pipsqueak
pantywaist!”

	“SLAP!”  He hit me with a backhand slap.  It made more noise
than actually hurting me, but it got my attention.  I knew then
and there he meant business.

	“That ain't nothing compared to when I make a fist.  See this?”
His large fisted hand terrified me even more.  I knew I had to do
what was demanded of me.

	“P-P-Please s-sir!  D-Don't h-hurt me!  I-I'll do w-what you
want.”  Being easily intimidated and frightened, I feared being
hit and the resulting pain.

	I knew there was not much for me to do but to give in to him.

	I replied quickly and in a very scared tone.

	“P-Please t-tell m-me what t-to do.”  I asked of him.  And he
did.

	I closed my eyes as I gingerly licked his big shiny, almost
glassy dick head and tasted his clear pre-cum.

	As I got use to moving my mouth around his rigid manly member,
licking and suckling on his big penis was easier than I had
assumed it to be.  It was obvious he was thrilled and was
enjoying my oral administrations on his hot rigid dick.

	I could also sense he was pleased at my change in behavior,
which I didn't think about it, but had gone from fright and
horror to probing curiosity with my tongue and lips and mouth.

	Once he got ready for me to let his cock slip in between my
lips, he made sure I knew how to keep my teeth out of the way.

	“That's it Donald, don't be afraid of being a sissy sucker. 
It's good for both of us.”  Her dad said as half of his large
thick member filled my mouth and I slowly suckled it as he
directed me to.

	I continued to suckle him as he held the back of my head.  Soon,
he was slowly fucking my mouth and moaning.  It was obvious he
found great pleasure in using me this way to sooth his rigid rod.

       Moments later he began moaning louder and it became
obvious to me by his motions that he might be approaching the
point of no return and nearing ejaculation of his semen.

	There was nothing I could to do to stop him, so I just prepared
myself for what was to come. I surmised I would have to swallow
fast as I was sure he would be spurting heavy and rapid.  I was
right on both accounts, except I didn't count on the viscosity
being so thick and his ejaculate being so hot.

	There was a heated trail going down my gullet as I swallowed his
copious discharge of cum.

	I had my eyes closed while all this was happening so as to
better concentrate on what I had to do.  Darlene's dad ordered me
to continue milking his slowly softening and shrinking penis, and
I kept my eyes closed for a few moments while doing as he
commanded.

	When I did open them, to my utter surprise, Darlene was holding
her cell phone not more than a foot away getting a close of all
the action that had taken place.  As soon as I realized what was
going on I sought to break free of the hold her dad had on me. 
He did release me and also pulled his thick dick head from my
lips.  It made a loud plop.  An obvious indication I was applying
suction to his dick at that moment.  A definite indication I was
not ready for him to pull out for anyone looking at Darlene's
video. In addition, there was a slimy string of drool between my
lips and his dick head, which I knew had to add to the
humiliating nature of the video.

	“A damn good blow job Donald!  Your boyfriend definitely can
suck!”  Her dad spoke as he addressed both of us.

	Darlene was giggling at having secured a prize video clip of me.

	I begged her to destroy it, but she continued to laugh at me as
I blushed and tried to explain how her dad took advantage of me.

	“Aw come on Donald, it was just as good for me as it was for
you.”  He said laughing as he pulled his shorts and pants up and
zipped up, before leaving the room, and me and Darlene in it on
the bed.

	“P-Please Darlene, d-destroy t-that...”

	“Donald, I'm going got keep it as a memento of this moment. 
Plus, I know dad really liked your suck job.  So I want you to
come by every Saturday afternoon he's watching TV and offer him
head.  I think that'll be a great way for you to bond.  After
all, I want you to become his future son-in-law.”

	Darlene wouldn't bulge on her position and quickly ran out of
the room, but returned a short time later without her cell phone.
 She let me know she had hidden it in the event I tried to get it
away from her.

	She pushed me back on the bed and the next thing I knew she was
straddling my chest and was moving her crotch up to my face. 
"Darling, let’s forget about you sucking cum out of daddy's dick
and get you focused on getting out the loads that Dan left in my
muff.”

	As before, her cunt was gamy and ripe with the strong smell of
fresh semen.  I knew there was no sense in trying in any way to
repulse or refuse Darlene.  She wanted me to clean up she and her
stud's fuck gunk and that was that.  Before she lowered her
rather wet bush on my face, she briefly paused to pull out what
appeared to be a piece of plastic wrap and threw it on the floor.

	“Just to keep as much as of his load in there for you darling”,
was her quick and urgent explanation as he pressed her cunt on my
face and then she moaned as she began to rotate it over my face.
My probing tongue soon made contact with her heavily oozing slit.
I sucked the heavy flow down as she moaned loudly and
pleasurably.

	Her pussy was obviously much sloppier after this second fucking
with the stud known as Dan.  I sucked and sucked and drank down a
lot of their combined fuck fluids.  It took a while but Darlene
finally got off my face after another rousing and loud vocal
orgasm.

	“Oh Donald, that was so fantastic!  Yes, I just know you and I
are going to be so happy when we're married.  No matter who I go
out and get fucked by, it's going to be so wonderful to know I
can come home to you and your wonderful tongue and slurping and
sucking mouth.  You really make me feel so wonderful and excited
when we're together.  I just love the way you attend to my
pussy.”


=====CHAPTER 5: MY BOSS MEETS DARLENE=====
	
	My job at GB Industries was as an analyst in the accounting
department.  It was not the most exciting work, but I hoped to
use it to get away from being under mother's tight control of my
life.  I didn't want to remain in Phantomville after graduating
from the nearby state university, but of course mother wouldn't
hear of that.  Hence, here I am.

	Oh well, I was making the best of where I was at the moment and
after saving up a bit, then I would make my escape from
Phantomville.  My only problem was that even my paycheck was
monitored by mother, but I did have a secret account, where I was
saving money she knew nothing about.

	The situation with Darlene had also complicated my planning, as
I never anticipated becoming so emotionally attached to her.  
Was the relationship going to lead to the altar?  I wasn't sure.
She wanted me to become her cuckold.

	While I have been her cuckold boyfriend, I still had some
reluctance about being her cuckold husband.

	Well anyway, this day, the GBI Division head was walking through
our department and I was introduced to him as a new employee.  He
shook my hand and again his strong grip caused me to wince
noticeably.

	“You've gotten to strengthen your grip there.”  He said as he
chuckled at me.

	I saw him notice Darlene's picture on my desk.  It was a rather
small photo, around 2” X 3”, but apparently her tits caught his
eye.

	“Nice looking young lady.  Your fiancée?”  Asked Mr. Mike
Foster, the GBI Division Head.

	“Er, n-no sir, just a close friend.”  I replied.

	He also asked her name, which surprised me.

	“D-Darlene.”  I stammered out a reply.

	“Her last name?”  His asking that also surprised me.

	I slowly told him.

	“Well... Donald”, he said after pausing to look at my desk name
plate, we expect our employees to get married and settle down, as
we like to project we are a family values company. Do bring her
around to meet some of us here at GBI at our next social function
so she can see she should be marrying a fine young employee such
as yourself and start raising a family.”  Mr. Foster said.

	He moved on and left me standing there.

	I didn't expect to hear any more from him or about his
perfunctory visit.  However, two weeks later, I got a personal
invitation from Mr. Foster's office for me and my ‘close friend
Darlene’ to attend a greet and meet for new employees of the
Division.

	I didn't know much about Mike Foster, but I'd heard some rumors
that the handsome, tall, well built, top manager was a skirt
chaser.  That automatically caused me concern about having him
and Darlene in the same room.  I was being humiliated enough with
similar type men she found on her own.  The last thing I needed
to do was introduce her to such a stud where I worked.

	Therefore, I decided to not tell her about the event.  However,
something rather strange happened.  She found out about it from a
phone call from Mike Foster's office.  I remembered he had asked
her last name.  Now I was beginning to have an ominous feeling
about this.  But I also had to give myself a warning about being
too paranoid too.

	Darlene called me and was very excited about going to the
company dinner at one of the fashionable local hotels.

	I told her that I wasn't sure I was going to attend.

	“It's going to be boring.”  I told her.  I didn't dare tell her
the reason I didn't want to go.  My paranoia had grown the more I
thought about her getting a call to attend.  I also thought about
several other brawny looking guys that Darlene would attract, and
knowing her, I'd find myself sucking their cum out of her popular
pussy.  And with them in the same building with me, my
humiliation would reach a new high.

	I decided the risk was too great to mix Darlene with the
temptation of picking up another guy she would readily be
attracted to, even though she would be out on a date with me. 
You see, it has happened before, more than a couple of times, and
afterwards when she'd come back to me coerce me into sucking her
used cunt clean of their abundant ejaculations.

	Yes, she is fully aware she's humiliating me by her actions, but
as she has told me many times, “Donald darling, you can handle
such humiliation better than a real man, because you're not one”.


	As she has a weakness for aggressive, well built, and well hung
studs, I apparently have a weakness for her hot hairy cream pies.
 She knows that I find it hard to say no to her, no matter how
much shame and abasement it causes me.

	Well, I had assumed that my decision to attend the GBI new
employees' function was final and that I would not hear anymore
of the matter.  However, the Friday afternoon of the event, my
boss called me in and asked if it was true that I had not planned
to attend.

	Caught off guard, I slowly admitted that I was not attending.

	“Well Donald, you have caught the eye of Mr. Foster who thinks
you have a potentially bright future here at GBI, so I strongly
recommend you reconsider going.  Understand?”  He said as he
stared me directly in my face.

	I'm easily intimidated, so his actions put me on the defensive.
I quickly answered.

	“Y-Yes sir, I-I understand.”  I relied stammering.

	“Good, then I'll be looking forward to seeing you there and be
sure you bring your friend Darlene.”  He replied with what I
considered a sinister smile.

	I was shaken by the meeting and that ominous feeling had come
back upon me.

	After work, and after picking her up, I confronted Darlene as to
whether she had anything to do with my boss knowing I had not
planned to attend.

	“No.  But a Mr. Foster's secretary called me early this
afternoon and asked about the spelling of my last name so she
could get it right for the registry of those attending.  When I
told her we were not attending, she asked me to stay on the line.
 When she returned, she told me you had changed your mind and was
attending.”  Darlene replied.

	My concern had shifted from Darlene to Mike Foster.  And I was
beginning to feel manipulated too.  Again, I was beginning to
feel I was going to be at the mercy of influences I had no
control over.

	
=====CHAPTER 6: THE GBI SOCIAL EVENT=====


	The GBI social was quite an event.  There were a lot of folks
there from all 4 GBI Division which were located in different
parts of Phantomville.

	Each Division employed about 300 employees.

	The evening started off well.  We had a great meal, and Darlene
and I were seated with another couple in our age group, so we had
a lot in common to talk about.

	My boss and other senior managers were at a head table and quite
a distance from me.  That made me feel better since I was still a
bit paranoid about even being at the event.

	Darlene was having a great time and looked radiant.  My worry
was that while I found her that way, I'm sure other men were also
looking too.  She was easy the best overall looking girl at our
table of 10 couples.
	
	There was a band that played soft dinner music.  However, after
dinner, the dining area was expanded by the opening of a folding
wall, and a dance area created.

	I'm not much a dancer, but I did get out on the floor with
Darlene.  The other couple that sat next to us also came out on
the floor.

	After a couple of twirls, we returned to our tables and
continued to chat.

	I was having a great time, and since there was an open bar, that
made it even better.  I chided myself for not planning to come. 
Mike Foster seemed preoccupied with his stunning date, who I
assumed was Mrs. Foster, and my boss was also with his wife.

	It looked as if I had become a worrywart for no reason.  I
continued to enjoy the company and companionship of Darlene and
couple I'd mentioned earlier.

	The guy's name was Dennis.  He worked in the Western GBI
Division and he also told me a similar story about planning not
to attend, but his boss called him in and insisted he come.

	However, in his case, he had let his co-workers know and the
boss found out that way.  He did mention that he too was
surprised that his Division Chief had also come by his desk and
noticed his girl's photo - her name was Dorothy - and encouraged
he bring her to the social event.

	As he and I were talking about our jobs, out of nowhere, Mike
Foster shows up and introduces himself.  At the same time,
Dennis' Division Chief also shows up.

	The two top executives are after dances with our girls.

	Dennis seemed very pleased that his top manager was interested
in dancing with Dorothy or Dot as she called herself.  I on the
other hand felt a pang in my stomach as Darlene eagerly accepted
the hand of Mr. Foster, before the words "Okay" were out of my
mouth.

	I could easily see the twinkle in her eyes from being sought out
by such a handsome and important man.

	As I sat there, my paranoia ran rampant.  Dennis on the other
hand seemed thrilled that his big boss took such interest in him
and his girl.

	To make matters worse, the two managers kept our girls for 2
dances.  The second one a very slow one and I noticed that
Darlene and Mike Foster were very close to each other as they
danced.

	The dance finally ended.  I was glad because I was a nervous
wreck, even though I tried to keep my cool.

	But what happened next I was not prepared for.

	As soon as Darlene and Dot were returned to our tables by
Dennis' and my Big Bosses, there was an announcement made that
all the ladies were to be excused to an adjoining room, while we
GBI employees were divided into different groups to discuss a
company strategic planning issue for a few minutes.

	We were assured that our ladies would be suitably entertained
while we were in this special session.

	Dennis and I were separated as we joined folks from our
respective Divisions.  The groups that he and I were in were sent
to smaller meeting rooms.

	I didn't give Mike Foster and my paranoia another thought, as I
just assumed he would by necessity be too involved in this
special and unexpected planning sessions at this event.

	As I joined my boss in my newly assigned room, he let me know
that this was normal and that it would be over in less than an
hour.

	I groaned at having to listen at GBI business planning
propaganda.  Also Mike Foster's short appearance also further
allayed my fears of him making advances on Darlene.

	True to my immediate boss's assessment, the special meeting
lasted just slightly under an hour and we were rejoined with our
dates in the main ballroom, before we were dismissed.

	Darlene was a bit giddy, but I attributed it to her being in the
company of the other women as she and Dot were entertained by a
group of comics while Dennis and I were in those special
sessions.

	We said goodbye to Dennis and Dot and headed home.

	I could tell Darlene seemed excited about something, but
couldn't put my hand on it.

	I thought this was going to be a very boring affair Donald, but
it turned out to be so much more, so much more.  Thank you so
much for changing your mind and of course for bringing me."  She
said as she kissed me on the lips passionately as we were
temporarily stopped at a red light.

	We continued to chat about the people we met during the evening
until we reached her house.

	It was late, when we arrived, but Darlene was insistent that I
come in.

	I assumed she was randy and wanted a goodnight tongue lashing,
and I was game for that, especially when her sweet pussy was not
full of some stud's jism.

	While I could handle the taste of semen and pussy juice and the
concoction did have a unique taste, when I was just sucking up
pussy juice, I didn't have a humiliation hangover.

	Darlene's folks were in bed, so she quickly led me by the hand
to her bedroom.

	"Donald darling, you are really going to be proud of me and
really thank me for all I have done this evening."  She blurted
out excitedly, as soon as the door was closed.

	She quickly began undressing and was down to her camisole and
thong panties.  Having seen her panties often, I noticed a wad of
cloth in her crotch.

	In addition, my nose began to pick up the faint musky odor of
semen.  I was telling myself it couldn't be true that Darlene had
a chance to get fucked tonight.

	But as she continued to talk, I literally was left in a state of
unexpected shock.

	"So you see darling, Mr. Foster and I really hit it off well. 
He was so taken by me and how much I wanted to be your wife that
he wants to help us out.  When he confessed that my beauty
couldn't help but excite him and give him a hard on, I also
confessed he had heated me up too.

	He and I arranged to meet while you were in that special
session.  He had a room in the hotel.  We went there and had a
great fuck.  He really is some cocksman darling.  And he's really
a heavy cummer too.  He shot off three times.

	"This is his hanky in my pussy slit.  I really wanted to bring
as much of his cum as I could back to you honey. Plus after I
slipped and revealed you were a cream pie eater, he fully
encouraged I do so.  He wants you to eat his cum too darling.

	"So are you proud of me for negotiating with him to advance you
the money for an engagement ring, in return for some pussy from
time to time?  He really appreciated me being so cooperative and
not a prude about helping him with his hard-on.  He's also going
to put you on a special project that can better utilize your
special talents - those were his words darling."

	I just sat silent as I tried to sort out all that Darlene had
revealed. One I was going to be moved to a special project
because of some special skills I had which I didn't have the
foggiest idea about. Two, I would be getting a pay increase and
out of that I would be getting a sizable advance to buy her the 2
carat engagement ring she's always told me she wanted, and which
I couldn't afford.  And also, in my own mind I wasn't sure I was
going to get it anyway, as I wasn't sure Darlene was the right
girl for me, even if she and others thought so. Three, now that
she had intentionally, or inadvertently told Mike Foster about my
weakness for sucking used pussy, I knew my humiliation would
reach a depth I couldn't even imagine.  The thought of leaving
GBI passed across my mind as I sat there flustered and perplexed
as to how all this could be happening to me.

	I was sitting in the easy chair that was in Darlene's room.  I
leaned all the way back and had my head tilted back horizontally,
such that I was looking up the ceiling.

	Darlene was saying something, but my mind had blocked her out as
I thought about the despair that I seemed to constantly
encounter.  I closed my eyes to rest them as I was thinking.

	Moments later, I noticed the presence of Darlene before me.  As
I opened my eyes and started to lean forward, she pushed me back
as she put a foot on each arm of the easy chair and proceeded to
climb up such that she was able to hold onto chair back.  Then
she proceeded to squat, which brought her drenched, gamy, hairy
snatch right over my head.  She pushed her crotch right into my
upturn and instructed me to suck her “good”.

	"Don't struggle, Donald, just give that good feeling you do so
well.  C'mon darling, it'd your boss's cum after all.  You should
be eager to suck up his stuff after all he promised to do for
us."  Darlene said in a husky moaning tone as he sought the
pleasure of my mouth on her slutty slimy fuck slit.

	I was so confused as to how all this could happen to me, yet her
words and her pussy were drawing me to submit to her in what had
to be most serious bout of humiliation for me yet.

	Not only did I find some strange erotic masochistic comfort in
knowing that it was Mike Foster's jism I was slowly slurping
down, but that he also knew and had directed Darlene to feed it
to me.  I felt I had reached rock bottom in regard to my dignity
and self worth.

	To add to my indignity, I felt my prick pressing tightly against
the fabric of my trousers.  Not only did I have a strong hard-on,
but I could tell it had a mind of its own and that it was going
to take every scrap of my will power I had to keep from coming in
my shorts tonight.

	Darlene was really excited as she wildly rotated and thrashed
her very wet and well fucked cunt over my upturned face.  And for
some reason her intense arousal was infecting me too, when
logically it shouldn't.  I now was finally forced to admit to
myself, that I must be sexually aroused by being abjectly
humiliated and verbally degraded.

	She was quite right, Mike Foster's cum was plentiful and thick
as rich cream.  Darlene's cunt brought a lot of it back to me.

	"OOOOH Yessss!  Suck your boss's cum out of my pussy.  Get it
all darling, he wants you to have it... He told me to feed you
his fuck... He's quite a man darling... and his dick is so big
and sturdy.  Get use to it darling, I'm sure he'll want to feed
you a lot more... a lot more."

	Darlene got off twice as she vigorously scrubbed and tightly
ground her dense, but trim bush all over my face.

	Unfortunately, I also got off too, in my shorts.  I tried to
hold back but it was to no avail.  I just couldn't hold back as
Darlene pressed her cunt so tightly to my face as she came that
second time.  For some reason, knowing that I was causing her to
feel so good always has a powerful effect on me.

	She continued to keep her wet pussy on my face for a few moments
until she rode the aftershocks of her last orgasm.  Finally she
got down and we both began to compose ourselves.  She went to the
bathroom nearby, and a short time later returned with a damp wash
rag for me to wipe my face.

	“Donald, you don't seem happy by all that has happened tonight.
Mr. Foster has taken us under his wings.  He wants us to get
married.”

	“It-It's all s-so sudden a-and unexpected.”  I replied softly.

	Darlene went on to tell me that Mike Foster did indeed suggest
that she and I should get married soon, but she told him that
she'd always wanted a June wedding, so she wanted to wait until
then, which was several months away.

	She said Foster was understanding and asked her if she wanted a
lot of children, to which she quickly replied yes.  She's told me
the same thing – that is she wanted to have at least 6 kids.

	“Mr. Foster seems to really be an alright guy.  He said he wants
to do what he can to help us get our marriage off and running and
on the way to having a family.”

	“D-Darlene, I-I really wish y-you hadn't told him a-about...
Uh... Well about me a-and y-your cream pies.  I-I know h-he must
think I-I'm so perverted.”

	“No darling he doesn't.  He said that guys like you aren't that
unusual.  He was so easy to talk too.  And I confessed to him
that I loved feeding you my cream pies after I'd fucked other
men.  He asked more questions about you and, well, I guess I told
him more stuff too.”

	“Y-You did?  Like what?”

	“That you're a virgin.  He asked me how I knew and, well, I told
him that your mother had you in a cock lock for over 10 years, so
I was pretty sure.”

	“Oh my God!  I-I'm lucky to-to have a job when I go in next
week.  D-Darlene how c-could you...”

	“Donald honey, he really seemed to be delighted to hear what I
told him.  In fact he said hearing what I told him got him hard
again.  That's when he fucked me the third time.  He mentioned
that what I'd told him was very valuable and would definitely
help you do well in the special project he had in mind for you.”

	I was an emotional wreck the whole weekend, thinking of what was
going to happen on Monday morning.  Darlene consoled me by
repeatedly telling me how naturally suited I was to endure any
ensuing humiliation that might result.

	Darlene was also still ranting and raving about what a handsome
stud Mike Foster was, even as she fed me more of her used gooey
pussy after she did bed time with three of her regular “fuck
buddy studs” over the weekend.

###END OF PART 1###


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