("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Happy Wife - 2 by Easy girl8 (tn.crs62@yahoo.com) *** Hi – this is Lisa, I hope you enjoyed my first "story" Happy Wife – I tried to write it from Jimmy's (My husband) point of view. He was helpful with a lot of the "feelings" – he is such a good lil boy! He has gained a few pounds over the years, but that to be expected when you don't create any testosterone! The important thing is he keeps the house clean, the kids are well taken care of, and people have no idea they aren't his! After I wrote that "real" account of what happened I thought, I have lots of true stories, either from my life, other family members or friends, from years of CRAZY sex! So here is "Happy Wife 2" – hope you like it. (MF, reluc, voy, mc, tor, bd, cast) *** I can't begin to explain the feeling of playing a part in removing a man's "manhood"!! I have done my share of drugs, drink, and sex – nothing made me feel like that day when I held the surgical scissors in my hand, watched a tear fall down the cheek of my future husband, and snipped his left nut off! WOW! Yes, I married Jimmy, it was part of the deal and the least I could do – plus he is a good man. And now he's the perfect husband, no poking in the small of my back in the middle of the night, no "why don't you blow me anymore," no hassles. When I want to get laid I go out and get laid! In fact I've got 2 kids and one on the way, all AFTER I had his nuts removed! But how can I get that feeling back – that power, that special flitter in the pit of my stomach when a man agrees – there is nothing like it and there is no way I could have gone a life time without experiencing it again! I spoke with my girlfriend Kelly, the one who told me about Dr Tia. She had the same thing done to her husband. She agreed about the feeling and of wanting it again and finally just blurted out, "Lisa, there are plenty of guys out there..." I couldn't believe it, was the answer that simple. We both laughed and off I went – ready to now "help" all men find total happiness and peace. And if in the process I get to feel that "power" again, what's the harm? All the men will agree or the procedure won't be done – but who should be next. I wondered that for several days, every time my pussy would get soaked. Luckily Jimmy was always available to eat me – and he did that quite well, even after I came home at 3am with another guy's cum in me. He loved it! So as I tweaked my nipples a little thru the fabric of my halter top I couldn't help notice the young man mowing our yard. He was about 16, nicely built and I could tell VERY athletic! He had done our lawn for 2 years now and I could always feel his looks. Several times when I brought him a glass of ice tea in my bikini I would see him struggle with the bulge that would appear in his pants. Bet that happened a lot, at school, sporting vents, home – it must drive him crazy! And I bet he would like to have a normal life with out all those mean lil whores at school teasing him all the time – how could he ever be expected to concentrate?? I had to help him I decided. So I slipped on some sexy summer sandal wedges and went into the back yard. Jimmy and I had been married for about 3 months and I sent him to go visit his mom for the weekend. So it was just me and Bob. As soon as I came into the yard he stopped mowing and just stared, smiling a lil as I approached slowly. I could see the bulge in his pants beginning and how uncomfortable he was. I pulled out and ice cube and handed him a glass of ice water, commenting on how damn hot it was out here. I began to suck slowly on the sliver shaped ice cube, making sure the sucking noise was way louder then it needed to be, then rubbed the cube on my neck, allowing it to melt and run down my chest. Little melted rivers found there way to my nipples and started to soak thru the thin cotton halter top. Bob was almost doubled over! I reached out and took his hand and told him we should go cool down a lil. He followed, mouth open, eyes a little glazed and walked ever so carefully due to the inconvenient bulge in his pants. As we past the pool, I turned and said, "what we really need is a quick dip," and with out hesitating I pushed him in! He sprang up after hitting the water and just looked at me with total amazement. I giggled, slipped off the sandals and dove in. The water totally soaked thru my thin top and lil shorts. We splashed around swimming and laughing and touching and rubbing, when I realized I had him cornered. So I leaned in and kissed him, deeply, passionately. His mouth opened an accepted my tongue – good boy I thought. I started to rub the bulge between his legs and his mouth opened even wider allowing my tongue in deeper and he began to moan. I stopped slowly, biting his lip a lil and recommended we get out of these wet clothes. With that off came my top, followed quickly by my shorts. Bob was stunned and just stared. I started to undo his pants and then his shorts and his cock was HUGE! At least 10 inches, with VERY big, VERY swollen balls. I started to gently pull on his nut sack and rubbed my tits against his chest asking him if had been laid yet. He sheepishly looked down and muttered a soft "no" explaining how the girls at school will tease and flirt, but once out on a date won't give it up. He told me how is older sister would purposely walk around in a little t-shirt and panties, knowing he was aching. I was now pumping up and down on his massive cock, and he just kept whimpering, telling me that it gets big during class, in the locker room, on the baseball diamond, and how hard it was for him to pitch or run with a raging erection. I kept whispering in his ear the whole time saying, "Lisa will make it better, you want Lisa to help you? Lisa can make it all better" and pumping his cock faster and faster. I asked him if he wanted me to make it all better and he murmured "yes" and I kissed his cheek and told him he was a good boy. I could feel him start to tense, and knew what was next, so I turned around and backed my butt into his raging cock. I told him to grab my ass cheeks and spread them a lil and to pull me into him. Slowly I felt him slip inside my pussy and he began to buck wildly. He shot a massive load in a few minutes, much too quickly for me to get off, but man was my pussy filled. We got out of the pool and went inside, throwing our wet cloths in the dryer. I led him to the master bedroom and slowly began to suck him. Soon he was rock hard and I mounted him cow girl style. I instructed him to play with my tits and I began to do the same with his nipples. This time he was able to last thru 2 of my orgasms, and then we came together, again my cum hole was overflowing with his sticky treat! We repeated this every day for about a month, all the time I kept whispering in his ear what a good boy he was and asking him if he was glad I had helped him. Finally, I missed my period and was sure I was pregnant. We did it for another 6 weeks and then I thought it was now time. I took him over to Dr Tia and we sat around in thin short robes watching porn and drinking tea till he fell asleep. Tia was amazed at the size of his dick, not to mention his huge balls. She said they might be the biggest she's ever done! I told her how sad he was with the young girls teasing him and how I had been helping. She smiled and told me I done the right thing, and we went to go get ready as the assistants brought Bob to the surgery room. Bob woke up and saw me by his side, naked. He was confused as to why he was strapped to the table and I explained it was all ok. I asked him if he trusted me, he said "blindly" (my pussy twitched). I asked him if he'd do anything to make me happy, and he smiled saying "of course" (my pussy was getting wet). I softly kissed him and asked if his sister and her friends were still teasing him at home, and he said yes, and explained how hard it was to concentrate. Bob told me he didn't do to well in some of his courses last year and this year he needed to really bring up the grades so he could continue in sports and hopefully get into college. I listened rubbing his swollen balls, which he of course couldn't feel due to the numbing for the impending surgery. I kept telling him he was a good boy and asking him if he'd "let Lisa help you, let Lisa make it all better, let Lisa make all the confusion go away.".. Each time he whimpered "yes'. Dr Tia said she was ready and the table slowly shifted into a vertical position. Bob looked confused to see the Dr all scrubbed up, with surgical tools, sitting in front of his raging cock! I reminded him gently to not be worried, that I was there to help him and that everything would be ok. I explained we wouldn't do anything to him unless he agreed. He slowly closed his eyes and said ok, as I licked and bit his nipples. Dr Tia then opened up his scrotum on the left ball with the scalpel, and pinched his BIG testicle out from the sack. We were both in awe of it – it was HUGE. It just hung there as she tied off the tubes getting it ready. I thought, "wow, he's never gonna be with a girl again, I was his first and last fuck!" Dr Tia then handed me the sterile scissors. I leaned into Bob's ear, my bare breast sliding along his arm, and whispered, "Ok baby, let Momma make it all better, let me make all the distractions from all those mean girls disappear! Let me make our special summer last forever in both our minds. I can help you baby, I can take away the power all those lil girls think they have over you – I can make you feel so strong and confident – all you have to do is say 'yes' – come on lover, do you want Lisa to help you?" He looked like a lost puppy, his big blue eyes were wide open staring into mine, darting down to his crotch, over to Dr Tia, back to my warm smile. Tears began to slowly slide down his face and he looked so confused and scared. My pussy juices are running down the inside of my thighs, and I could feel that glorious feeling of Power that I missed. I could feel it in my heart, the knowledge that in a few minutes I would have talked this young beautiful boy into giving up his manhood for me – just for me to feel this good. And I knew it isn't wrong, I knew he would be happier, I knew this is the right thing. Slowly Bob whispers a slight "yes" and I smile with a tear of my own coming down my cheek. My bare feet are in a puddle of my own flowing pussy juices, as I leaned in and kiss him delicately on the lips. I whispered, "That's a good boy, let momma help you feel better." I turn slightly, open the scissors wide and snip his HUGE swollen testicle into the waiting dish. I look back and Bob has his eyes closed and is whimpering, trying to catch his breath and I console him. "It's almost done lover, you are almost free of those mean girls, free to live a happy life, you want that don't you lover (my heart is racing, I slide one hand to my pussy and my fingers find my clit. I twitch it a lil and cum like crazy). Dr Tia now has his right nut in her hand, and slowly she pushes the ball inside to the side and then slices the skin open. Slowly she works the ball out and begins the process of tying it off. She says, "ok this is it, this is the last one." I smile at Bob, he is so confused and scared. He wants to please me, he sees I'm so happy – "this must be a good thing," his mind is thinking. "She wouldn't hurt me, she just wants what's best for me," I can see him thinking to himself. I lean over him and whisper, "You are such a good boy for momma, you are making momma so proud – just one more and it's all over – just one more and you can be free and happy." I take the scissors and ask Bob, "are you ready baby?," he nods. I whisper, "Do you want to make momma happy?" He replies almost in exhausted, "Yes, please make me happy." Another tear rolls down his cheek, my thighs are soaked as I have him lean a lil forward to watch. I tell him, "Watch and remember how I freed you baby," and I slice the right nut off into the waiting dish. He sighs, relieved, and Dr Tia gives him something to sleep as she finishes removing all the excess skin and cleaning up the wound. Dr Tia tells me calmly while she is finishing that this was the third one she's done this week. We smile at each other and I promise here she'll see me again before too long. She laughs, "I should hope so" and we leave Bob to recover. Bob was gone from home a week, he had left a note saying he was running away. When he came back he told of running into a female motor cycle gang and how the girls raped him and took his man hood. He came by and continued to mow our lawn for a while. I would kiss him and have him eat me. His cock got a little hard sometime, but it never was over 6 inches and not as thick. When Bob went back to school he didn't bother with sports, and got in with the wrong crowd, doing drugs and skipping school. They found him 2 days before Christmas that year, OD in his garage from too much heroin – too bad. But at least he is at peace now, at least he can rest and not worry about his erection. I remember wondering how sad his mom must be, right before Christmas to lose her beautiful son, and my pussy started to get wet. I thought about how peaceful he had looked in the coffin at the funeral home, and my pussy was getting soaked. As I rubbed my clit and jammed 3 fingers deep inside me I recalled the sight on the day after Christmas, everyone in black around the grave, his mom crying hard as they laid a wreath on his coffin and he slid into the ground. I came and came and came again! I remembered going over to her as it started to snow, hugging her and having her thank me for hiring him and how he loved coming over to help my husband and I. Then the baby kicked inside me and I couldn't help but wonder was this his son or daughter I was having? His mom felt the kick as well, and smiled saying "life does go on." I smiled back and hugged her again, reminding her that when her younger son (now 12) is old enough he could come over and do some yard work for us as well... *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 46