TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c April 25, 1999 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. Story Content:(M+/F, MM, MF, Inter, Impreg, FemDom) WARNING: 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 Story Title: For Mother's Day: A Trilogy of Tales Where Dominant and Cunning Matriarchs Influence Male Relatives Into Cuckoldry Tale #3: Mother Knows Best Author: C.D.E. CAST: Fiance to be - Norman Fianc‚e to be - Nora Norman's Mother "I agree with her Norman. It's unacceptable for you to stop eating her other men's cum from her pussy. I know you feel a little slighted, but it makes a woman feel good to be sucked out after a good juicy fuck with a sizeable dick. You can't give her that or fill her, but you're apparently doing a great job of cleaning her out. That makes her happy and that's all you should be concerned about." Norman couldn't believe his ears. "Y-You really m-mean that mother?" "Yes dear. And since you were eating her out already, you should continue even though you now know her cunt is full of other men's semen." "I-I don't know mom, I-I just don't feel the same way. I-I have to think of my self esteem .. and to make matters worse, she still d-doesn't plan to let me have intercourse until our wedding night. Can you believe she still wants me to come into our wedding a virgin? She's nuts!" "She's not! And I will not have you talking about Nora that way. She's just the girl for you. I also applaud her wanting you to be a virgin until the wedding night. I'll be proud that my son is a virgin." "B-But it's okay for her to be a slut?" Norman's eyes reflected his total bewilderment as he raised his voice as he spoke. "Men have had it that way for centuries. I think turn about is fair. Anyway, since you're the lesser male in all this, you really should be thinking about after you're married. Do you think you can keep her pleased with your little thing? And you know she's going to need more than your mouth." Norman settled down and thought for a moment. "Y-You're right ... I-I hadn't thought about afterwards. I-I probably should just forget about Nora. I-I do love her, b-but thinking I could hold on to a woman like her was a-a pipe dream. I-I'll just tell her it-it's all over. S-She can be with her other men all she wants a- and I won't have to worry about my pride." "That's not the way son." His mother walked over and held his head to her breast as she bent over and hugged him as he sat. "True, you can't hold onto her with out other men helping you, but you can be a good husband and be a part of her life." Releasing her embrace, she then looked him straight in the eyes. "But Norman, it has to be on her terms ... and you have to accept them unconditionally. She sincerely loves you even though you might have to undergo some humiliation in being her husband. But just being the husband of such a beautiful woman should more than make up for that." Norman and his mother talked some more. She even got her mollycoddled son to sheepishly admit, he'd found his steady girlfriend's creamy hair pie delectable and relished the taste until he discovered she was feeding him fucked gooey snatch, made slimy by other men's dicks. "Norman, as your mother, I not only knows what's best for you, but only want what's best for you. Understand baby? You should not be put off by her trickery to make you her spouse. After all, what's good to you, is good for you. Her pussy is good for you, as well as what other men put in it, because what they put in her, helps you keep her." Norman, depressed at his predicament and somewhat perplexed by his mom's cunning words, just nodded affirmatively at her statement. However, her very encouragement and sanctioning of him marrying a promiscuous woman did seem to make things better, even if it would cause him a bit of humiliation. "And son, go ahead and put that ring on her finger. Show her you really care for her. It'll also send a signal to the men she'll be dating that she's yours, even though they maybe fucking her at the moment." "I-I never thought of it-it in that way." He replied in a reflective manner. Norman decided to swallow his remaining pride and give his mother's advice a try. A FEW DAYS LATER As she did sometimes, Nora came by Norman's house in the wee hours of the morning, on her way home from her dates. Tonight it had been two big horny black studs. She presented Norman with her soggy, jism saturated, wet messy cunt to lick and suck. As he ate her she seemed wilder than ever before. He was sure his mom would be awaken by her fervor. "EAT IT! SUCK A REAL MAN'S CUM OUTTA MY PUSSY! THAT'S IT SUUUUUUCK MEEEE!" She shouted as she came uncontrollably. She slowly settled down and helped poor Norman get off by jerking him off after slipping a condom on him. When she first reached in her purse and put it on him, his mind raced at the possibility she might let him have some of what he'd been sucking on and which many men had pushed their cocks into. But his hopes were soon vanquished as she stroked him and had him tell her he loved her and all that she was doing. It was hard not to do as he felt the delicious feeling of her hands through the latex sheath. Before she sent him down to sleep on the couch while she slept over in his bed, he remembered her saying something about him getting use to wearing a rubber. The next morning, Nora stayed for breakfast. She was up and in the kitchen helping Norman's mother before he came in. "Morning darling." She said to Norman as she kissed him lightly on the lips. "Morning sleepy head, looks like you gave your future bride quite a workout last night. No wonder she loves you so." "I do mother James. He's such a good pussy sucker. He really does know how to clean up a messy cunt and make a girl feel heavenly." "Are you sure you're hungry Norman, after all you ate last night." The two women giggled loudly as Norman's face turned more beet red. He couldn't believe how his own mother was adding to his humiliation. Was it to condition him for his future role as husband of a slut? If so, then she was just being a good mom, and he shouldn't think badly of her. As the three ate breakfast, the jokes and puns continued, especially since his mother cooked him cream of wheat. Norman, face flushed and embarrassed sat quietly while the two women basically carried the conversation. The talk was about his fianc‚e lovers of the previous evening. She talked openly of their sexual prowess, the size of their genitals and the volume of the jism they shot off. His mother totally encouraged this by the types of questions she asked of her son's future bride. "You know Norman, you should get to know Nora's men friends better. Maybe go out with them along or with she and them. Dear, I know you may be slightly shocked at this, but I think you should consider sucking their big dicks for them from time to time. You know, as a way of letting them know that you don't feel threatened by them sexing your future wife and that you love and support her seeking her happiness." Norman almost choked in response to his mom's words. SEVERAL WEEK LATER "Dear, you know Nora is going off the pill two months before the wedding?" "Yes mom. She wants to be fertile on our wedding night. She wants to start on our family right away." "Son, I told her to go off now. That'll give her 12 good weeks for the effects to wear off." "Okay. That sounds good to me." "Now son, you do know that she will still be seeing her `real men' while she's off the pill." "I-I guess as much. Yeah we talked about that. She said she'd tell them and they would probably use rubbers." "Nora just called. She couldn't catch you at the office before you left, but she let me know that after talking it over it over with all her men friends, all eight of them, none want to use condoms." "W-What? Eight! I-I thought she w-was only dating three ...Eight!" "Yes eight. And also, they don't want her using any spermicide or other protection. They feel like it will interfere with their lovemaking. They all agree on one thing .. that you sucking her out is the best and most natural method of birth control for her." "W-What! T-They can't be telling her what to do! W- Who the hell do they think they ..." "They are the men who're fucking your fianc‚e dear. The ones who can take her away from you." His mom exhibited a wicked smug smile at her son as she looked him in the face. "I-I know, b-but d-don't they know s-she might get p- pregnant?" "Not if you do a good job dear of tongue douching her pussy quickly after she's been freshly fucked." "Oh no, t-they want t-to get her pregnant." "The possibility is there that she could be walking down the aisle carrying someone else's child. But a lot of that's up to you." "Up to me! No, Nora has to insist they use rubbers and she should use something too. Why not a diaphragm?" "They're messy and inconvenient. No dear, she's already told me, she's going to abide by their wishes. There's not going to be any protection used. Either by her or them. She feels she owes it to them to do as they desire." "Them! What about me?" "Norman, remember I said you may have to put up with some humiliation because you're marrying a slut. And you know over the last few weeks I've tried to condition you to be the perfect husband for such an arrangement for the woman you love dearly I might add .. and who loves you dearly." "H-How can she love me and be so callous. It's almost as she might want to have a baby from one of them. B-both of you have helped me accept being cuckold even before I was married ... but this ... t-the possibility of her having another man's child .. I-I ... Hey wait a minute! An abortion! She could ..." "Wrong answer!" His mother interjected quickly. "There will be no abortion! Put that out of your mind. We are talking about my grand kids here." "T-Then w-what is the answer. Surely I couldn't ..." "The answer is simple. If there is an accident and she gets impregnated, she will have the baby and it will carry your name. You will be the father and that's the answer. And yes you can be a loving father to another man's child that will be calling you daddy. Norman, you know how good you are with kids." NORMAN & NORA TALK Nora confirmed everything his mom had told Norman. "But surely Nora, you don't have to let them dictate to you, you can lay down the law and tell ..." "Norman, before you even go there, let me say that, unlike you, they lay the law down for me. I lay the law down for you. You know your place that I want for you. Now they have made a decision. I will abide by it, which means you will have to also. The decision is final. You will be my only birth control. They want it that way .. and I want it that way. And since you claim you love me, you want it that way too. Tell me so." Norman had never seen his fianc‚e so imperious and demanding. He was dumfounded as well as cowed. "I-I do love you s-so very much Nora b-but ..." "Quit stalling! Tell me you're going along with the program or you're out!" "O-Okay ... I-I want w-what y-you want. I-I'll do w- whatever needs t-to be done." "That's the way I want my husband to be, not wishy-washy." EPILOGUE Over the next twelve weeks Norman's mother got her wish that he get know more about Nora's studs. It became commonplace for him to suck on their big poles whenever they desired. Whether it was before or after they fucked her or if they dropped by and she wasn't there. His rationale, instilled in him by his mom, for accommodating them was that the more of their copious loads of sperm he could intercept, the less of it that would not end up in his future bride's cunt. However, despite all his mouthing and tonguemanship, his new bride let him know on their wedding night that she was over a month pregnant. No wonder she was so radiant and cheerful he thought to himself. It seems also that he was the last to know. His bride, doesn't know who the father is. She'll have to wait until the baby is born. Norman was bewildered that his mother seemed as gleeful about His wife having another man's baby as she was. "Norman it's my grandchild too, no matter that you didn't put it in her." Was his mother's smiling reply when he asked her why she was so supportive of his wife being impregnated by her lover. Norman was finally able to have intercourse with Nora and to touch and handle her luscious tits. He thought it so wonderful to finally be able to have these extra conjugal privileges. As far as intercourse, she was rather stretched, but he delighted in just being able to be in her. Sometimes she still jerks him off from time to time when she didn't feel like putting up with his feeble attempts to fuck her cavernous cunt. The baby was a healthy 7 pound boy and it was obvious it belonged to one of her studs named Frank. The baby was named Franklin by Nora. A few weeks later, Nora was back on the pill and all her activities resumed. Norman ended up doing a lot of babysitting for their baby son, while she continued to see and sex her various men friends and their friends. A year later, she let him know that she was ready to have another child. In the same breath she showed him a large box that was a present from her studs. It was gift wrapped. Norman was speechless when he opened it. It contained a gross of condoms. "Honey, they want you to wear these while I'm off the pill. The other eight guys want a chance at me having their baby. They say, that after they each of them get me pregnant, then you can get a chance at me having your child." Norman had a most incredulous look on his face. Her lovers had decided that his wife was to be a breeder for them. As a consolation prize, he could finally get a chance after she had their babies first. Norman, realizing that might take 12-15 years, had the resigned look of defeat on his face, knowing that his wife wouldn't want to have his kid after having all those of her lovers. Norman's wife kissed him as she exhibited a malicious smile. It was apparent she was enjoying her husband's plight of being so well humiliated and subjugated. ---END OF TALE #3--- Like these type fictional stories? Send comments or future story ideas to CDE at ccwriter@hotmail.com