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 TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE

   Copyright (C) May 2008 By C.D.E.  ALL Rights Reserved

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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
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   Story Content:(Cuck, M+/F, MM, MF, 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: Letter To Dr.  Judy
By: C.D.E.
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   Dr.  Judy (Reknown Relationship Counselor) Wayne - Husband Wilma - Wife



   Dear Dr.  Judy,

   My name is Wayne and my wife's name is Wilma.

   We have had some rough times in our 10 years of marriage, but I know we
truly love each other.

   Three of those primary rough spots were our three children.  They are
the results of affairs that my wife has had with other men during our
marriage.

   I forgave her for each of her indiscretions, accepted the children as
our own and resumed working on improving our marriage.

   Dr.  Judy, it was my opinion that doing that was the most mature and
responsible thing to do, especially if two people really love each other.
Granted, I do more work in holding the marriage together than she, but then
again, as my wife has often pointed out, if I was more of a "real man" she
wouldn't do what she does.

   For your information, during our engagement, there was no intercourse
between she and I, only my performing oral sex on her and me masturbating
for relief.  Wilma, while not a virgin, was so enamored that I was,
insisted that I save myself for her when I walked down the aisle.

   Starting with our wedding night, Wilma decided that it was best for us
to use condoms as birth control.  However, I later learned that I was the
only one using them, not her various lovers, either before our marriage or
during it.

   Despite the three pregnancies and many other affairs she had, she still
insisted I wear them.  It hurt that she was non-negotiable on this matter.
Being a rather non-confrontational kind of guy and wanting us to have as
smooth a relationship as we could, I conceded to her wishes and continued
using them.  She was pleased at my capitulation.

   Wilma made no secret of the fact that she was on the pill, but she still
wanted my prick, which by the way, is smallish compared to the much bigger
cocks of the men that she says that tempt her and cause her to overlook her
marriage vows - to be wrapped in rubber when she lets me have some.

   I have heard her say on more than one occasion that she though it was an
insult for her to ask a real man with a nice dick to to wrap rubber around
his cock.

   "You're my husband Wayne, you don't have to be a real man.  So therefore
it's quite alright for you to wear rubbers.  Okay?" My wife told me one
time when I asked if she didn't consider me a real man.

   Her tone indicated she was riled at my question.  I don't like to upset
my wife, so I just accepted her answer in the best possible light,
continued putting condoms on, and never brought up the issue again.

   Another little thing that I had to compromise on was her relationship
with the biological fathers of our children.  By the way all our kids have
first names that are derivatives of their real father's names.  Thank
goodness she was okay with the kids having my last name.  That made me feel
somewhat better about the whole thing.

   But back to her relationship with our kids' real fathers.  You see my
wife explained that they were like husbands-law to me and had certain
apparent conjugal rights.

   I didn't like her assertion that it was acceptable for her to continue
to have sexual relations with these men just because they had inseminated
her.

   We had many heated discussions about this issue, especially after our
first child was born - where this subject first originated.

   I accused my wife of just wanting to continue having sex with her lover
and to embarrass and humiliate me in the process.

   "No Wayne darling, I love you and I don't mean to humiliate you.  But I
do need better sex that you give me with your smaller prick." She said in a
conciliatory and softer tone.

   "You're a devoted and sensitive husband.  I know you try hard to please
me in bed.  And honey, I just love what a great pussy sucker you are when
you use your mouth to help and make up for what you can't do with your
little thing.  But a woman needs a robust and stout manly member between
her her legs to make her feel sexually satisfied.  And you do want your
wife sexually satisfied, right?"

   I knew that Wilma had made a strong case with her argument for another
man in our marriage bed, so to speak.  No matter how hard I tried, I could
not offer an effective rebuttal or alternative to her argument.

   So from that point on in our marriage, Wade, her stud lover who sired
our first born came by frequently for sex with my wife, often while I
babysat.

   It's not that he wasn't an okay guy or anything like that, but it was
embarrassing to my role as husband and supposedly man of the house to have
him openly dating and others knowing he was sexing my wife.  And with so
many others knowing that it was also his baby my wife had had by him,
seemed the ultimate insult to my pride and manliness.

   However, I knew it was futile to fight against all that had been thrust
on me.  I did love Wilma very much and despite her open relationship with
Wade, we really had a rather harmonious compatible relationship.

   At times it was like I was walking on eggshells, since there were some
topics I just wanted to avoid.  One of which was when she was going to date
or have sex with Wade.  It sort of just came to be assumed that I always
had to change my plans to do babysitting if they wanted to go out on a date
or away for the weekend.

   And to sort of make matters a bit worse, my parents get along well with
Wade, and also have made it clear to me that I have a responsibility and
obligation to be dutiful and doting father to their grandchild,
irrespective of any perceived offense to my self-esteem or status as a man.

   "Wayne, you have done well for yourself.  Your dad and I have always
known you were a wimp.  So your being a cuckold and a pantywaist husband
doesn't really surprise us.  But now that you have the responsibility of
being married, you need to do whatever it takes to keep the marriage
together.  And you seem to be doing just that, for which we are very proud
of you."

   Mother's words, which my dad fully endorsed as he shook his head in
agreement, were comforting in that it was acknowledgment that I was doing
the best I could as a husband to keep my marriage intact and stable.

   As time went on, I had become more acclimated to my inferior cuckold
role in our marriage and was amazed at how easy it was to constantly yield
and give in to the demands of my wife, as well as her stud, Wade - my
husband-in-law.

   Dr.  Judy, around this time, Wilma made me a gift of one your best
selling books entitled "The Rights And Roles Of A Cuckold Husband".

   The book was very instruction about ways to reduce tension in a
household such as ours where I was the subservient husband and cuckold.

   It made me feel good knowing that I was doing most of the right things
to keep my marriage happy and harmonious for the four of us - that is
including the baby and my wife's lover.

   Your book had so many wonderful inspirational words of instruction and
guidance about being in this relationship and not only helped me weather
humiliating situations, but actually caused me to see that anything I was
asked to do by by wife or her stud that makes the relationship happier and
enjoyable for them, should not be seen as humiliating or degrading.

   Your chapter 8, titled "If You Can't Beat 'em Eat 'em" was such an eye
opener.  And at the time I was reading it, Wilma had just brought up the
idea of me mouth cleaning she and Wade after they'd had intercourse.

   "Wayne, you've always been a great pussy sucker.  I'd like for you to
mouth clean Wade's dick and suck my pussy after he fucks me.  I really
think it would make Wade feel even more respected by you, and would mean so
much to me to know you're sucking down our fuck juices.  It would be
another wonderful expression of your love for me, your wife."

   Such words from Wilma earlier in our marriage would've caused revulsion
and severe resentment from me.  However because I was reading your Chapter
8, all she said was so much easier to accept and well, swallow (pun
intended).

   I have to admit, eating my wife's pretty pussy was easy for me to do,
because I loved the feel and taste of her moist soft fleshy hairy cunt
meat.

   I had overcome the mental hangup of knowing that Wade's big dick was
going into her snatch bareback.  It took a while to get use to knowing that
my tongue was often in contact with her naked pussy the same as his dick.

   I often thought of the fact that he was enjoying her flesh to flesh, and
that she still denied me that privilege.  Anyway, it still didn't prevent
me from delighting in sucking her delectable snatch.

   I had never tasted the results of her having been with another man
before, but because of the inspiration from your book, I saw this just as
she had told me - as an opportunity to make our love stronger as well as to
show greater respect to Wade also.

   While I'm on that point, I have to say that while I at first was hostile
to Wade, because he was the better man, I grew to understand that my anger
was misdirected.  After all, he was only doing what any well endowed stud
would do when presented with a luscious wet freely offered pussy, such as
my wife had done.

   In so many words, I had come to admire Wade's strength and ability to
please my wife as I couldn't.  And I guess, in doing so - which is right
out of your book Dr.  Judy - I had also accepted his right to dominate me
and accepted my right to be okay with seeing myself in an inferior role.

   So back to your chapter 8, which stated that providing oral attention to
your wife and her stud's genitals is a very natural and desirable act to
show the cuckold husband's bond to his wife and her lover, but also it
allows the wife and her lover's husband to let the husband participate in
their intimate act.  As they rightfully should expect, they should see the
cuckold husband as being appreciative and honored to do this act of homage.


   And the husband should not even think of his actions as degrading or
demeaning in any manner, but as the couple lowering themselves to let the
cuckold husband lap and suck up the residue of their sexual intercourse.

   I have to admit Dr.  Judy, after doing my mouth cleaning duties the
first time, I really had a great feeling of satisfaction of having done
something that many would see as nasty and despicable for my wife and her
man.

   I didn't know why myself, but as your book so adequately and eloquently
stated, it was because it showed that I was at the level of my station in
life and one always feel the greatest comfort reaching his level.

   The taste of Wade's dick meat was unique as was the overall taste of my
wife's semen saturated snatch.  There was so much of Wade's sperm in her
sloppy slimy gapping hairy gash.

   Once you get your face and mouth into the gloppy mess, you get rather
used to the smell and taste.  I can truly say, just as your book implied, I
am a better cuckold husband for the experience of having my wife's love's
dick in my mouth and my mouth on her well fucked sperm drench cunt.

   It was sometime after our first born was 14 months old, that Wade let me
know that he thought my wife was cheating on us and not being available to
him as often as before.

   After he and I had compared notes, there were several days where I had
sucked abundant amounts of jism from her well fucked pussy, when he swore
he was not the one that put it there.

   I was sort of stunned to hear his accusations.

   "Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised, a slut whore like Wilma needs a
variety of dicks." He said with a chuckle.

   I don't know why, but I didn't appreciate him saying that about my wife,
even if it was true.  I also knew that my wife, while out with Wade, had
turned some tricks and done gang bangs, to earn money for them to travel
and go gambling.  Yes I had learned that I had sucked more than just his
jism from her rather popular, and I had to admit, almost public pussy.

   Wilma had told me earlier in the evening that she was going out with
some girl friends of hers and not to expect her until late.

   "Hell!  Why am I worried about getting off while the whore is out.  I
got you.  C'mon Wayne baby, get on over here on your knees and give me some
head.  The baby is asleep, so she won't see her daddy getting me off."

   I was a bit caught off guard by Wade's demand, but at the same time,
felt sorry for his horniness.  However, since I knew I didn't really have a
strong argument to resist him - that is since his big dick has been in my
mouth countless time.

   The only difference was that I had never sucked him to completion
before.

   I said as much to him, but he quickly replied that he would guide me and
go easy with me as he shot off in my mouth.

   In a sense I knew I couldn't ask for more assurance than that, so I
proceeded to suck my first dick.

   As I got his big swollen taunt dick head nestled between my lips and we
had started a rhythm of his moving in and out of my stretched mouth, there
was a real level of comfort and ease I never thought possible of me being a
cocksucker.  It even gave me a greater sense of well being knowing I would
soon be taking a load that was really intended for my wife.

   As my mind drifted over to my wife, I couldn't help thinking if indeed
she was up to no good.  I asked myself why would she do such a thing.  Was
she simply a serial slut that couldn't help from cheating on me, her
faithful, devoted and loving husband, who had done so much and given up of
so much of his self-esteem and self-worth for her pleasure.

   As my thoughts were on Wilma, wade had begun to unload deep in my mouth
and I was soon rewarded with a copious load of his thick, pure, and milky
white hot gooey jism.

   It took me three full gulps to swallow all he shot off in my mouth in
forceful gushers.  I continued to milk and suckle his afterwards as he
instructed me to.

   After waiting a few minutes after pulling out of my mouth with a rather
loud swishing "PLOP", Wade let himself out and I was left along with a
tummy full of his thick semen.

   THE NEXT CHAPTER IN OUR MARRIAGE

   My wife Wilma returned home well after 2 AM and immediately straddled my
face and proceed to feed me the result of her jism saturated and drippy
cunt.

   Her actions and the taste and gamy smell woke me.  I knew what to expect
and immediate applied a coordination of tongue lapping and strong suction
to draw up the abundance of oozing sperm that ran out of her gapping hot
hairy fuck hole.

   To my utter surprise, my wife willingly admitted, after she'd settled
down from two rousing orgasms my mouth had given her, that she was out
fucking a new stud that she was now pregnant by.

   It was if someone had hit me on the head with a baseball bat.

   As we talked it amazed me how cavalier she was about the whole matter of
cheating on me and wade.  I was simply astonished and speechless.

   "Well honey, maybe like Wade said, I'm a serial slut and need a variety
of dicks.  But no matter, I want to have this baby from Will, so you and
Wade might as well get use to the idea of having another husband-in-law
coming in our relationship.  There certainly won't be a shortage of pussy
for the three of you."

   Dr.  Judy, I knew it was useless arguing with my wife and to some extent
was somewhat partially prepared for this, as your book had mentioned that
such things do happen.  And as usual, and it's up the husband to accept and
adapt.  That's the mantra of a subjugated cuckold husband.

   A few days later I got to meet Will.  And as with Wade, Will was tall,
muscular, handsome and brawny.

   Will and Wade knew each other, so there wasn't as much friction as I was
sort of expecting.  It wasn't like that either of them loved Wilma as I
did. She was just fuck meat to them - their own words.

   Many times when they were over waiting to take their turns fucking my
wife, I often overheard them casually referring to her as a fuck hole,
whore and a gutter slut.

   My wife seemed to revel in the two calling her such names, as she was
always gleeful and cheerful around them all swollen and rotund as she
neared her delivery date.

   She also required me to kiss her swollen tummy at least once a day. 
Often in front of others and especially my two husbands-in-law.  Both our
parents adored me for showing such signs of affection in their presence,
since everyone knew that she was carrying another man's baby.

   It was apparent both our parents took delight in my humiliation and
subjugation.  Mother and dad often complimented on how well I was holding
my marriage together and praised me for being a good pantywaist husband.

   "Sweetie, all marriages can't be the traditional ones like you see on TV
and the movies.  Yes, yours is unorthodox, but I can just see by your
demeanor that you're really grown to be rather happy being subjugated and
kept under foot by Wilma and her real men.  And your dad and I fully agree
that your being used and treated like a doormat is good for a pipsqueak
pantywaist like you.

   "And I want you to know that your dad loves those those occasional blow
jobs he's asked you for, as have I for the delightful head you've
frequently given me.  No, son, you definitely are to be applauded for being
in a relationship where you're needed, appreciated, and compensates for
your manly shortcomings."

   Mother's words, while very much unorthodox for a talk between mother and
son, but were received by me in the warm spirit for which they were
intended.

   ANOTHER CHAPTER IN OUR MARRIAGE

   Will at first treated me with contempt, as I suspected he would, but
over time he and I warmed up to each other, especially when he needed me to
suck his dick when Wilma had to cease having sex late in her term.

   It's amazing how much you can warm up to a person after sucking his
dick. And as Will told me, he began to see me in a different light after I
began to suck his meat and swallow his cum.

   "I like you being a boy toy suck bitch for us." He told me in a
complimentary manner.

   Well after our second child was born, things in our marriage again
settled down with the additional players.  That is, a new husband-in-law
for me and another baby for me and Wilma's growing family.

   This stage of bliss lasted for about three years before Wilma's slut
urges got the best of her and she again got pregnant from yet another
friend of Will and Wade.  His name was Walt.

   Dr.  Judy even though I was by this time pretty much a well trained
submissive and subjugated cuckold husband and knew my place in the order of
things, I never the less was a bit upset with my wife.  So I pulled out
your book for guidance and inspiration.

   Knowing that I wasn't going to leave or divorce Wilma, I knew I had to
accept and adapt to the new landscape.  The only real thing that changed
this time was that there were three horny men in the picture now.  Wilma
let me know that she was counting on me to share the sex work load, and of
course the the "loads of jism".

   It was during this time that she insisted that I learn to take dicks up
my ass and be able to have full intercourse with "her men" if they wished
to use me that way.

   Knowing that a cuckold husband basically serves under the control of,
and at the pleasure of his wife, I meekly pursued opening myself up the
"fucking pleasure" of her men.

   Actually, I found it an efficient, and well, pleasant way to please
Will, Wade, and Walt if they happen to gang up on me and need to appease
their lust.  I was amazed how often they double penetrated me to get off,
rather than wanting to wait for me to do one, while the other waited.

   They were impatient.  Even if all three came by, they would insist that
I alternately suckle two dicks in front while another of them would hump my
rear.

   After delivering our third child, as usual it took a few weeks before my
wife was available for full up sex.

   When she was finally back in "fucking shape" the guys finally gave me
somewhat of a rest from their seemingly constantly hard dicks.

   But they didn't totally leave me alone, as they still used me and many
times rented me out to their horny friends - with my wife's full blessings
I might add.

   I was of course too much of a pantywaist wimp to refuse their demands.
Anyway, I had sort of gotten hooked on cocksucking, drinking down many
loads of thick hot creamy semen, and feeling a cock up my ass.

   My husband-in-laws frequently call me the second whore of the house.

   Well Dr.  Judy, I think I'm going to stop here.  But this letter was to
give you some indication of how useful your book and cuckold philosophy is
to marriages that can only survive and thrive where the husband has to
accept and adapt as a willing and submissive cuckold.

   Thanks for writing it and keep up the good work.

   Sincerely,

   Wayne



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   Dr Judy's Book -VER #1



   Dear Dr.  Judy,

   I'm writing to let you know that my wife bought your book and it has
helped our fledgling marriage immensely.

   You see my wife is simly a slut when it comes to brawny men and big
dicks.  I'm of small stature, only a little over 5'6".  And even she is a
bit taller than me by an inch or so and a bit hefftier also by a few
pounds.

   I have to say I really fell in love with her hard.

   I was a virgin when we married, and that was pretty much by her choice
as she refused to let me have some before our wedding.  During our dating
and engagement, she only allowed me to suck her pussy (which she taught me
how to do) and jerk off as she watched me.

   She also didn't let me feel her well formed and nicely shaped tits
either.  That had to wait until our wedding night.

   I accepted her restrictions and thought highly of her moral
restrictions. Little did I know at the time that many other men were
fucking her as she denide me totally and shamefully.

   To make matters worse, I had also been tasting her pussy with heavy
traces of her other men's gooey spend.  Being virginal and niave, I
believed her when she told me the musk gamy flavoring was her natural pussy
scent when she was excited from thinking of me and my tongue.

   After our wedding, I could only think of us settling down to a life of
bliss.

   I finally lost my virginity, even though my new bride insisted I wear a
condom, which is what she decided was the best birth control for us.  I
hated not being able to have her raw and fleshy wet, but enjoying contact
through rubber was better than my hand.

   Three months after the wedding, my wife revealed she was expecting.  She
and I both were excited and I attributed to a pin hole leak in one of my
rubbers.

   While she was carrying the baby, I finally got a chance to enjoy my new
bride raw and unfettered.  It was a few months of wonderful sex for us even
if I had to finish her off many times with my tongue and lips since I just
couldn't do the job with my little prick alone.

   It was doing these times that I was reminded of the taste and smell of
her pussy earlier.  With my semen in her, it smelled and tasted similar,
just not as full bodied.  I just chalked it up to coincidence and still
enjoyed my very pregnant wife.

   After the baby was born, it was a red headed, but beautiful girl.  My
wife and I are both dark.  Her explanation was that our baby had reached
back and got some red head genes from somewhere.

   A wee bit concerned, I nevertheless accepted her explantion.  It was a
few months later that I happened across my wife being very chumy with a red
headed guy who favored our daughter.  That's when the proverbial cat was
out of the bag and my wife confessed that she had cheated on me.

   I was very upset with her, especially when she revealed that she had
been sleeping around on me all along as well as letting me taste the semen
of just ablout all her men that she'd had sex with during our entire
relationship.

   It was hard to be okay with this, but after letting it all settle in and
me forgiving her, we tried to resume our marriage.

   I thought things were going good, until a year later she beame pregant
again.  This time she let me know it was yet another man's baby.  As she
had let me know before, she needed to be fucked by big well endowed men and
my little dick was just not enough.

   "I still love you sucking my pussy.  You are so good at that.  And I
have to tell you, I really miss you sucking it after I've been fucked by my
other studs." Were her words to me.

   Again, this tore hard at me.  And again realizing that I was partly
responsible for her wayward actions as a wife, I again forgave her.

   It was at this time she showed me your book entitled "How To Have A
Happy Cuckold Marriage".

   It was from this book that my wife showed me that it was not
unacceptable to be less than to be less than a man and suck the semen of
better men from her pussy.

   She also let me know that she dearly loved me and would not lose any
respect for me just because I had to play second fiddle to her better
endowed men or that I was getting, really eating sloppy seconds.

   I had to do a hard assessment of my thoughts, as your book required, and
I had to admit that her used pussy really didn't taste that unpalatable.

   As suggested by your book, talking to her about the men that fucked her
and getting her to describe their dicks, as well as telling her about the
taste of her pussy after she fucks her different men, did ease tensions
between us two and really did bring us closer together.

   I often did babysitting for our two kids while she went on dates or out
simply for sex with her different men, which she revealed to me was about 8
of them.

   I adjusted to her revealing to her men that I had become a cucm sucking
wimpy husband, that enjoyed the taste of his wife's used pussy and also
took their phone calls when they were trying to reach her.

   As time went on, her studs and lovers were rather verbally abusive to me
when they called.  However, those chapters in your dealing with such abuse
and abject humiliation toward the husband, by her men (and her too) really
prepared and help me adjust.

   It was common for them to refer to me as a sissy, faggot, and cum
sucking he wimpy queer, as they left out right lewd and lascivious msgs for
my wife.

   I would always keep my cool and found that just as your book said, the
more it happened, the easier it became to accept my place of inferiority
and be treated as a doormat for her and her more superior men.

   In a rather short time, I began to see it as very natural to accept all
sorts of sexual humiliation and subjugation.

   I was present at the insemination of our third child, as I had to stand
by and watch one of her selected studs sire our newewst addition.  They
fucked several times that month.  After each bout of intercourse, I mouth
cleaned his dick and her very messy sloppy slimy gash.