M/F, BRIDE, NC?, HUML 1/1

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                               The Cuckold Groom
                                Author: Unknown

      Chrissy made a beautiful bride. She and I were childhood sweethearts and
we loved each other dearly. Her old man had pitched in to give his daughter a
good send-off and it was quite a wedding and quite a party. I knew I was the
luckiest man in town that day.

      Chrissy is the daughter of one of the most prominent men in town, and the
man responsible for my new job. He didn't want to see his daughter marry a bum.
Although he and I weren't exactly fond of each other, (he hated me) he was
determined to make sure his beautiful daughter was happy. And Chrissy looked
radiant that day. She is a petite little blonde, about 5' tall, with a tiny
little waist you could almost get your hands around (my hands aren't too big
though) She has nice flaring hips, and breasts that were not huge, but were
feminine and pointed and they stood out proudly from her chest in her white
chiffon wedding gown. She liked wearing her golden hair short, and with her
baby face, this made her look very young, almost childlike. She has the most
beautiful smile. Her whole family has that "beautiful people" look.

      Chrissy's dad didn't think much of me. Why do the old men dislike their
daughter's choice in men? He wanted her to marry the local football hero, Ted.
Ted was a real jock, big, overly confident, pushy-as-hell. He had dated Chrissy
back in high school and still called her. She had told him "no" one night at
the junior prom and Ted didn't like being told no. Chrissy had started dating
me during our senior year, which earned me some pushing around by Ted and his
fellow jocks.

      Once, in the locker room, I had been walking from the showers when I felt
the sting of a leather belt hit my wet behind! I jumped and fell. I got up,
feeling the red welt forming on my ass cheek and Ted (and his entourage) were
leering at me. Ted was gesturing with his belt at me saying "I heard you got to
first base with Chrissy over the weekend. Well don't worry "pencil-dick"
because I'll be the one sliding into home!"

      Haa, haa, haaa..." They all had a good laugh. It was me that Chrissy
married though. I thought I had the last laugh. My virgin bride. I should have
known back then that guys like me don't get nice breaks like Ted. I should have
known it would be those large hand holding the belt that would slide my wife's
panties down. It would be Ted's large and experienced tool that would take her
virginity.

      Like I said, it was quite a party. The reception included the town's best
and richest. (well, maybe just the richest.) Chrissy was bubbly and blushing.
She was nothing but smiles and love for me. "Can't wait honey!" She said. "I'm
loving all of this but I want to touch my husband." This kind of racy talk from
her got me loosening the collar of my tux. We continued to dance and smile and
make conversation.

      "Joel, I see that my daughter is quite happy today." Said Bill, her
father. "I want to make sure she stays that way." He stood over me near the
banquet table while Chrissy was cutting cake. "Well, Bill," I replied, "I"ll do
my best to keep her happy. I love her very much." "Oh I have no doubt that you
love her, Joel, I just hope you won't mind if a father decides to take some
'extra measures' to insure his family's, er, contentment...?"

      "I do appreciate the job sir. I'll work very hard." I thought he was
referring to the job he had arranged at his computer company.

      "Oh, ah, ahh, haa, haa, yes, yes Joel. You work very hard now, haa, haa,
haa!" He clapped me on the back and walked away toward the bar, laughing.
Fucking jerk.

      The afternoon wore on, Chrissy and I had a great time. She tossed the
bouquet. The limo took us to a nice resort hotel up the coast. Her father had
made all the arrangements so I knew we were set for a nice week. I carried my
blushing bride over the threshold in a wriggling bundle of white. She smelled
terriffic. She felt warm and wonderful. My little prick had been stiff since we
got in the limo. We laughed and chased each other around the room, finally
ending with me on top of her on the bed. I could feel the firm cones of her
breasts pressing against my shirt. We were smiling and kissing and making
baby-talk. Her hips were moving around in little circles. There was a certain
heat from between her legs that I could feel with mine. "God, honey, I'm so
hot...

      "She moaned. "I have a little suprise for you."

      "What?" I gasped. "Here, get this off..."

      "Well, first of all I have a special outfit I'd like to put on for my
husband..." (I loved it when she talked like this.) ...And can you guess what
else is special about today?"

      I helped her get her skirts off. She scampered across the room toward the
bathroom. "I'll give you a hint, hubby dear, I had my period exactly two weeks
ago...!" She ran into the bathroom to change.

      "You mean... today you're...!!"

      I ran toward the bathroom door to grasp my lovely bride. Just then there
was a key in the lock of the hotel room door and it swung open. Ted and two of
his friends walked in. I didn't even have time to react, I was heady from the
champagne, and anticipation of being with Chrissy, Ted quickly took two steps
and punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in a gasp and slunk to the floor.
Ted and his friends were being quiet.

      "Did you hear me honey?" I heard her call. "Honey?"

      One of Ted's two friends were one of his football buddies from high
school I recognized. The other was a girl I'd seen with their group before. She
had the look of some of those sneering "party girls" that like to hang out with
them.

      Ted had a shit-eating grin on his face as he leaned over me and said
"Keep your mouth shut Joey-boy. Nobody'll get hurt. I'm just here to get what's
mine. Paybacks are a bitch."

      He told his friends to "take care of me." His friend, Brad grabbed me by
my hair and threw me onto the sofa, "shut up you little freak!" muttered the
girl. She quickly stuffed my mouth with one of Chrissy's stockings that was on
the floor. Brad produced a roll of duct tape and taped my mouth shut. They both
rolled me over and pinned my wrists as I struggled. The tape was wound around
my wrists and ankles. The girl (I heard Brad call her Carol) sat at the end of
the sofa, and positioned my head, face down, in her lap. Chrissy came out of
the bathroom.

      "Honey, what do you think of this... OH!"

      Ted was next to the door as Chrissy came out and saw us. He grabbed her
from the side. She had dressed in a white, lacy teddy and panty outfit that was
accentuated by her pointed breasts that held out the satin from her body. I
could see her pantied crotch, delicate and vulnerable, for the first time as
Ted grabbed her.

      "LET ME GO TED, YOU SUNOVABITCH!!! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, HOW DARE YOU!"

      He tossed her wriggling body onto the bed (our wedding bed!) and held her
down. Ted is a large framed guy. Brad and Carol were laughing as I struggled
and tried to protest through my gag.

      "Take it easy sweetheart..." But he was laughing as he pawed my wife's
breasts and thighs.

      "Damn Chrissy it's been a long time, girl..."  He tried to kiss her as he
held her arms pinned above her head.

      "OW!! GODDAMN IT BITCH!!" Chrissy bit his lip. She had gotten one hand
free and slapped him soundly across his face "SLAPPP!!!"

      "HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER. ON MY WEDDING NIGHT! THIS IS NOT FUNNY!"

      I saw Ted snarl and slap her back across her face. Her attitude changed
quickly. He picked her up and threw her off the bed. He stood over her and
undid his pants and pushed them down. She lay on the carpet in an abused heap.
She looked like she was sobbing.

      "Now is that any way for a girl to act on her wedding night 'honeyyy'?
Now put your mouth where it belongs, bride!" With that he grabbed her hair and
sat down on the bed, pressing her face into his crotch as she knelt in front of
him. She was crying and sobbing and only struggled a little. He twisted her
head around with her hair.

      "You mind your husband, now, girl! I want those lips put to work!"  Her
face was pressed against the bulge in his underwear. She began to make little
mewling sounds and struggle a little bit as he twisted and pulled down his
underwear. It was getting a little dark in the hotel room but I could see the
broad, purple head of his cock spring into view.

      "I can see my new wife is going to need some discipline."

      He turned and began to remove his belt from his pants.

      "Ted! don't do this. I beg you! I'm sorry I wouldn't take your calls!
Don't make me...!" She was sobbing. Tears were running down her child-like face
as he looped his belt in his fist and grabbed her hair again.


      "Open your mouth..." He said almost patiently. "Open your mouth..."
"CRACK!" The belt came down on her lovely pantied ass and she yelped and
sobbed.

      "Ted DON'T..." he cut her off as he stretched her lips with the head of
his cock. She cried and tossed her head. Ted leered and brought the belt down
again. "CRACK!" Chrissy shook and yelped through her mouthful of cock Ted
pulled it out and pressed it against her lips, ordering her to lick the shaft.
Even in this light, I could see his member was much bigger than mine. he didn't
appear to be circumsized either, the skin giving his penis an almost, club-like
appearance. I yelled and twisted against my bond.

      "Goddamn! Ted"  Said Brad, laughing. Carol was laughing too as Ted
mastered my wife.

      "LICK, WIFE!" He said. "You can yell and thrash all you want. I paid the
bellboy's handsomely to leave us alone. Your daddy was good enough to give me
some expense money for this little 'operation.'"

      He grabbed her wrists and over her protests, sat on them. Her hands were
pinned under her rapist with his erect cock in her face. She could not pull
away from his crotch. Ted's voice became softer to her as she struggled and
sobbed and adjusted to her predicament.

      "Lick the family jewels, honey, get them all warmed up..." His balls were
hairy and red, and looked as large as eggs. Chrissy continued to twist her head
against his grasp as she bent to her task. Ted moaned with the sensation. "Keep
licking, honey."

      Brad and Carol pushed me onto the floor with a THUMP. Carol sat on top of
me. My face was only a couple of feet from Chrissy's squirming ass. "CRACK!"
Ted brought the belt down again on her ass "CRACK!" Chrissy howled, but her
mouth was full. Ted leered down at me.

      "Can you smell her Joey? Hm? She's getting wet."

      Brad had gone into the bathroom and returned. I couldn't see what he was
holding. He and Carol grabbed me and pulled down my pants and underwear.

      "Look at that white ass!" exclaimed Carol.  She and Brad pushed and
pulled me until I was laying across her lap. Brad handed her a jar of what
turned out to be vaseline.

      "We don't want you to miss out on the de-flowering tonight Joey, so I
brought along a little friend!" Carol was reaching into her purse and pulled
out a large object that I couldn't twist my head far around enough to see. It
looked black. That's all I could see.

      "Enough training, wife, get into bed!" Ted cracked his belt across her
ass once more as he stood up. His large member literally came out of her mouth
with a "POP!"  Her little-girl face looked red from crying. Her lips were
swollen red and pouting.

      "TEEED! DON'T DO THIS! WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO HIM? OWWW....!"

      He pushed my wife onto the bed, her legs and arms splayed. She put up a
little bit of a fight as he put his weight on top of her. She seemed more
inclined to kiss him now than before. I could see his large hands, pulling and
kneading her breasts and nipples-making them stand up erect. His large cock
was pressed against her belly and was leaving a snail-trail of pre-cum. I saw
his hands slide under her panties and push them down her thighs. She struck at
his shoulder with her hands and her legs pedalled furiously as he stripped her.

      "STOOOPPPP!!!!"

      I felt Carol's long-nailed fingers put a cold glop of vaseline against my
anus. She began spreading it around. She stuck a finger in me, then two. She
worked her greasy fingers in and out. I tossed my head from side to side. Sweat
ran from my forehead. The room was much darker now. A little light came in
through the large window facing the bay. I heard a dull buzz from the vibrator
Brad handed to Carol.

      Ted squatted, and took off his shirt and kicked off his pants and shoes.
He appeared large and tanned, like an athlete. His body was much hairier than
mine. I could see his cock silhouetted against the window as he did this. Some
pre-cum dropped from the tip. He put my wife's ankles over his shoulders,
giving her a little swat on the ass to remind her who was in charge and placed
the tip of his cock against her moist opening. As her legs were splayed, I
could see a glint of moisture in her crotch, in the fading light. Her face was
beautiful against the pillow.

      "Now you can cooperate, Chrissy, and take it on your back like a woman,
or I mount you from behind like a beast!"

      Chrissy didn't protest but her lips were pouting as she looked up at him,
and she began mewling and sobbing as Ted began a steady thrust. He didn't break
her cherry with one enormous thrust, but let her moistening pussy slowly impale
itself on him. When her cherry broke, Chrissy gasped, and kicked her little
feet in the air. Ted confidently grasped her waist and pulled her the rest of
the way onto his shaft. I could hear Chrissy moaning into his chest as he
settled his weight on top of her. Her legs bent back against her chest. My
wife's breasts pressed against Ted. Her feet kicked a little as he settled his
ball-sack against her ass.

      Carol worked the buzzing dildo into my asshole. It stretched and violated
me as I watched my wife be inseminated by my childhood bully. Carol must have
worked nine or ten inches of the thing into my gut. I could feel it vibrating
deep inside me. More duct tape was used to hold the thing in place. I cried
into my gag as the tape was wound around my hips. The two then got up, and
laughing quietly, left the hotel room.

      Ted pumped his cock in and out of my wife. The veined shaft glistened
with the moisture he pulled from her. He wrapped her legs around his waist.
Chrissy was moaning and squirming but had surrendered to the fuck. I heard him
muttering to her, "can you feel that Chrissy?"

      "Yes..." She replied.

      "Here, lift your legs so I can put it against your cervix."  I saw her
bend her knees again and point her toes, her eyes went wide and her mouth
opened in an "O" as he impregnated her.

      "Ohh, TED!" My wife cried.

      They didn't separate. Ted pulled the covers over them later, and I saw
the shape of his ass humping the covers up and down. I heard my wife cry out
from somewhere in there. I was reminded of the time when I was little and
peeked into my parents bedroom to find out what the squeaking noise was. My
asshole was stretched and pained. The vibrator continued to throb in my belly.

      I think I may have passed out. I could see the moon outside. When I
opened my eyes. Ted and Chrissy were doing it slowly. He had her bent over, her
young ass in the air, and against him. I could see his ball-sack swinging
between her legs. There was moisture dripping from where they were joined. She
didn't appear to be fighting him anymore, or she had completely surrendered. I
remember seeing her arch her back as he thrust forward and grunted again. She
kicked her legs again as he did this. Their sweating bodies entwined on the bed
and I could hear them whispering to each other. Ted's hand was resting lovingly
on her belly. I blacked out again.

      The door slammed. My wrists were free, (the tape was cut). I hurriedly
worked the damned duct tape off my wrists and ankles, and extricated the dildo
from my butt. I had worn the batteries out. Sunlight was streaming in. Chrissy
and I were alone. I ran to the bed and woke her to see if she were alright.

      "Chrissy! CHRISSY! Wake up for Goddsake! Are you okay!!?"

      She moaned and rolled over, putting her arms around me slowly. I pulled
her into me and gently kissed her.

      "I'm alright dear." She said. her voice sounded strange. I kissed her and
kissed her and ran my hands around her. She felt wonderful. She smelled musky.
I could still smell Ted's aftershave or something on her. Strangely, I found
myself aroused. I was kissing my lovely new wife and feeling her bare, secret
places for the first time. She was kissing me back. I rolled myself on top of
her as we embraced. I confidently spread my wife's thighs.

      "Stop Joey..."She said. She smiled at me sweetly as I stared agape at
her. "Go get a condom from the bathroom, please"  She brushed some hair out of
her face.

      "But....but..." I stammered.

      "GO, get a Condom!" She ordered, and then pointed to the bathroom.I
returned quickly with the condom, fumbled it on, then tried to resume our
former passion. She lay back, calmly and spread her thighs. Her formerly virgin
pussy was gaping. She didn't even flinch as I inserted my cock. Even through
the condom I could feel the incredible heat that almost burned my cock.

      "Is it all in...?" She asked.

      Two years later we had a little one-year old running around the house.
Chrissy is happy. Her family is ecstatic. I am the breadwinner, and little
else, it seems. The kid is a brat already. Chrissy insists that he looks like
me. Ha. Ha. I've never fucked my wife without a condom, on her orders. ("We
must be careful, she says") To make matters worse, at the last big family
gathering, her folks suggested another grandchild.

                                      End