================================================================ C D E' S S T O R Y A R C H I V E All stories in this archive are the property of the author. They may be downloaded and read by private citizens. They are not to be used by commercial web sites. Persons using this material on commercial sites will be *vigorously* pursued by the hounds from hell, or my legal team, whichever is deemed necessary. (These stories were written for *adult* entertainment and should not be accessed by children, or childish people masquerading as adults. ================================================================ TITLE: FAMILY BONDING - PART 1 (M+/F, MF, MM, Incest, Impreg, FemDom, MDom) TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c April 2000 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, MF, MM, Incest, 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: Family Bonding Part 1 Author: C.D.E. ABSTRACT: James, naive and virginal, is engaged to Judy, the daughter of the apparently loving, caring, sharing, closely knit, Smith family. James begins bonding with his new in-laws during their engagement. He eventually discovers that outward appearances of the Smith Family's wholesome image proves deceptive. CAST: Judy Smith-Fiancee/Wife Judy's Mother - Mother Smith James Jackson-Fiance/Husband James's Mother -Mother Jackson James's Aunt- Aunt Jasmine CHAPTER 1: A PERFECT MARRIAGE? "James Dear, I'm going over to Jeffrey's place. I need to see him." "Now? It-It's almost 8PM Judy." I responded to my wife. "I know darling, but I'd already promised to see him tonight. He's counting on me coming over." "Y-You did? B-But your father a-and your brother a-and your uncle were over before dinner. Aren't you too tired to go out?" "It's been almost three hours since they left. I feel fine. They didn't tire me out." "I-I see." I meekly replied, knowing that it was useless trying to change her mind, especially with that perky tone in her voice. "Anyway, they were more or less just quickies dear. Are your tongue and jaw muscles tired?" "Judy, it's a lot of work sucking and licking up after each of them. They shoot so much cum, a-and it's always so thick and gooey. And if they insist I lick their dicks clean too, I can't help but get tongue fatigue. Is it really necessary for me to..." "Darling, before you even go there, yes it is. We've been through this before. You know how much I love you doing that for me after I get fucked. It really does me good to feel your mouth on my wet, oozing snatch, and your tongue wiggling in me, not to mention looking down at your head between my legs. It's so relaxing to rub the back of your head while you're eating another man's fuck out of my cunt. James honey, I know you love me when you do this little thing for me. Please don't deprive me of your love." "Judy, you know I love you so very much, it-it's just that I feel s-so humiliated having to..." "Darling, I've told you time and time again, you are not being humiliated because you do these little things for me and my family and the fathers of our kids. I value your sucking efforts greatly and know this is one of the sweetest and warmest way for you to show your affection for me. And as far as Daddy and my brothers, and the other men in the family, they rave about the way you lick and clean me and mama's pussy juice and fuck scum from their cocks and balls. They respect you for that. You don't want to lose their respect do you?" "Y-You're turning things around Judy. Y-You know they've threaten me if I-I didn't do that for them. A-And I don't know why you and your folks demand I do the same for your old boyfriends, I don't care if they fathered all our children." "James darling, I've told you before you should discuss that with Daddy if you think he's causing them to take advantage of you." My beautiful wife replied with an obvious mischievous smirk of a smile. "Y-You know what your father would say to me." I sighed, as I replied and hung my head. We both knew I wasn't about to confront her strong will Dad. My gorgeous wife walked over in front of me and lifted my chin looking straight in my eyes with her enticing ones. "Honey, we love each other. We both know that. It's a deep true love. You understand that my heart is all yours, even if I give my pussy to many other men and have their babies to make up our family. You must not see any of this as anything to be disheartened about. We just had our seventh anniversary. Our marriage is one of openness, love, deep trust and understanding, not to mention great support from my family. And as far as my old senior high fuck buddies, they know you're the better man to raise their kids." "I-I know you're trying to l-lift my spirits dear, b-but I just wish it-it didn't have to be this way." I said with a sigh. "James darling, this is the way it is. This is reality, you know that better than anyone. My pussy needs and adores big dicks, lots of them. C'mon, tell me you love me honey." "I love you Judy." I repeated after her, looking straight in her charming hazel eyes. "I love you too darling, deeply. You are the husband of my dream. I don't know what I'd do without you." She followed up with a very passionate French kiss. The intensity of it almost took my breath away. We both knew that when she kissed me that way, she could do no wrong, and that I was putty in her hands. "Feel better sweetie." "Oh Judy, I wish I didn't love you so. I-I can't believe the things I've let happen to me because of you and your family." "You aren't speaking ill of my family are you honey?" Judy replied with a bit of an edge in her voice. "N-No, of course not. I-I just mean, I-I should've walked away when I found out what was in store for me after we got engaged." "Darling, just think, you'd owed me and my family over $50,000 and you wouldn't have me, who you claim you love so much." "I-I know, but, I-I wouldn't feel so tormented a- and feel so out classed. All the men that sex you have it over me in every way." "None can match your tongue sweetie. You're a super sucker. Mom says the same thing too. I don't know why you feel so down, after all, you couldn't wait to suck my cunt before you found out it was other men's jism you were sucking up and swallowing. You know you like my cunt after other dicks have creamed in me. You've simply got to accept that you're a natural pussy eater. Don't be sad because nature gave you a taste for such a lusty delicacy, and in the process of discovering that, you won me over more than any macho man could." I remained silent at her bittersweet, but true statement. There was nothing I could say. I'd long ago concluded that my non-macho, easily intimidated, meek, and unassuming personality, as well as a taste for her dick cream filled, but luscious gash, endeared me to her. To add to that, it seemed that intimidation of me by her father, other male relatives, and her three former boyfriends, all of whom were fucking her routinely, and who coerced me into being their dick licker, lapper and cocksucker, usually in her presence, made her love me even deeper. The price I paid for her love was significant in terms of my self-esteem, but yet it seemed each time she took me in her arms or kissed me, all seemed right with the world. Her beauty and my love for her were obviously devastating to my dignity and pride. "James darling, we have a good marriage, great kids and you know it. Sure, I know you eat a lot of the guys' jism from my muff, and they may make you lick their dicks sometimes, or push one down your throat occasionally, but overall, you know, we all think the world of you, especially our kids. Don't be hard on yourself. Your personal pride is not as important as you think. What's important is how happy you make those you love you. Especially me - your wife - our kids, your family, and my family and friends. You know my family praise you as an ideal son-in-law. You know they think the world of you." My beautiful wife kissed me again and embraced me warmly. "There, your face looks brighter already. Feel better?" "Y-Yes, I-I guess so." I slowly replied. "All you needed were a few good hugs and kisses." She left me standing there as she picked up her coat and purse. As she turned toward the door, she looked at me as I stood there in the pinafore style yellow and pink apron her mom bought for my birthday. "Anyway, James darling, I won't be gone all night. I'll wake you, as usual, when I come home. You know I always share the experience of such visits with you. In the mean time, be a dear and put the kids to bed, and oh, please finish tidying up the kitchen for me." My wife said as she stepped back to me and pecked me on the forehead. She walked toward the family room where the kids were. The provocative swing of her shapely, floating ass in the tight and revealing mini dress, made me feel weak and aroused as usual. I said nothing further as I saw her tell our four little ones goodnight. She then marched out the door. After getting the kids bathed and off to bed, I started on my kitchen duty. I mentally sigh as I do my chores and find it hard to believe Judy and I have been married going on eight years. As I work, I think back to the time we first met and how we arrived at the situation I'm in today. CHAPTER 2: THE BEGINNING I'd just moved to Kaseyville for my first job, after graduating from the state university. Since my maternal aunt lived there, mother and she agreed that I could live with her until I could find a suitable place. The job I had was okay, but I thought I would like to do something else in a few years, so I decided to attend graduate school, with the idea that I may want to become a college professor at some later date. After deciding to attend graduate school, I didn't rush to find my own place. I continued to stay with Aunt Jasmine. She and my mom were rather pleased, since they were both the motherly type and over protective of me, even though I was 23. I met Judy at the college library. She was a library assistant. As I spent many hours there, we would encounter each other rather frequently. I couldn't help but notice the stunning brunette with the pleasant smile and vivacious figure. On a scale of 1 to 10, she was a solid 12. Over a period of 3 months, it became commonplace for us to exchange small talk about various books that she and I'd read. It was apparent she was well read and had an excellent memory. "James, may I ask you something personal?" She said one Thursday evening as we sat in the sparsely populated library. "Sure." I replied. "I'm surprised you haven't hit on me or asked me for a date yet. Most guys would've done that 5 minutes after they said hi. You aren't gay are you?" "No! ... Oh no!" I replied, slightly surprised at the question. "T-The reason I, er, well I-I never mentioned anything a-about a date or anything is that I, well, I just assumed you were spoken for, you know going with someone. You being s-so attractive." "Spoken for, that's quaint. No I'm not as you say, "Spoken For". I do date occasionally, but no serious commitment, except to my family." It was that conversation which led to our first date that following Saturday night. We seemed to hit it off rather well after that first date and we ended up going on several others. Judy let me know that it was refreshing that a man was more concerned about what was on her mind than what was in her dress. Over the span of a few months we had several dates. She was fun to talk to, not to mention pleasing to look at. She had a quizzical manner that seemed to draw things out of me. I admitted to her that I was not well versed in wooing girls or had that much luck with them in the past. To my embarrassment and to Judy's amusement, she determined, rightfully that I was a virgin. I lied of course, but I'm certain she looked through my white lie. "You have nothing to be ashamed of James, you should be proud to be a 23 old virgin. Judy told me seriously as she tenderly held my hand. I still didn't admit I was, even if my body language indicated otherwise. I was technically a virgin. I'd tried to have sex with two girls previously. One in senior high, the other in college. In junior high, I was so nervous I came in the rubber before I could get it out of my pants. Even at 15, I was not a rapid recharger, so I was still no good to my date for the rest of the night. In college, the girl began laughing at how small my prick was, that I couldn't keep it up because of her ridicule of me. CHAPTER 3: WE DATE SOMEMORE When Judy first introduced me to her family, I viewed them as the perfect family. There was her father and mother and her two brothers. One was 19 and the other 21. Judy was the oldest. They seemed to be a close knit and caring family, one for the other. Her parents, while plain blue- collar type folks, appeared to be doing well for themselves. Her father had a local business and seemed to be well respected and somewhat politically connected within the town. Judy was 22 when we first started dating. We dated for 6 months before the question of marriage came up. I'm not sure if it was I who brought it up first or not, but it was out in the open and I worked up enough nerve to pop the question. She accepted my proposal of marriage and I put a very nice ring on her finger. I say nice, because her father gave me the money for the ring. I was in graduate school at the time and working a day job as well, so his offer was easily accepted, since, the ring he wanted for her was easily ten times more expensive than what I had in mind or could afford. "I know you two love each other and I want my daughter to have a stone on her finger she can see." Her father told me as I sat speechless and astonished in response to his offer. Actually, her father bought the 3 carats of rings for her. The engagement ring and the accompanying diamond studded wedding band was an exquisite set. He also purchased my matching wedding band, but indicated he'd hold onto it for me. His actions were indeed generous. However, there was a catch to his generosity. He insisted I sign a pre-nuptial wedding contract. The terms of the pre-nuptial contract were (1) Prior to the wedding, I couldn't have intercourse with her - the exact words were I was not to "put my penis in her vagina and I was to keep her vagina free of semen at all times whenever she was in my presence"; (2) A commitment to marry Judy on the assigned wedding date; and (3) Accept all children born to Judy in the marriage, and be a loving husband and legal loving caring father, without question. The terms of the contract, while worded a bit strange, otherwise seemed reasonable. I didn't understand the sperm clause at all, but after all, Judy was the best thing that ever happened to me, or was to happen to me. I often had to pinch myself to realize that such a dark hair bombshell beauty would fall in love with me. I also was suspicious that this whole contract thing was just her family's way of testing me. I was determined not to fail, no matter the conditions they imposed. The fact that her family took to me like a fish to water just added to my ego. It was indeed a dream come true to have her family go out of their way to help out and ensure we got married. The pre-nuptial contract had a penalty for violating any of the conditions. They included reimbursement of the total wedding costs, engagement and wedding rings, and an additional $50,000 for breaking Judy's heart. I beamed a broad smile upon reading the penalty clause and assumed this all might be a trick by the family to see if I was truly committed to becoming their daughter's husband. I eagerly signed the document of commitment as Judy's father and mother and their lawyer witnessed it. Judy was not there, as her mom said she had to be home since some relatives were stopping by. "Welcome to the family son." Her father said as he shook and squeezed my hand tightly. "James, you can call me mother Smith now." Her mom said as she embraced me and welcomed me as her future son-in-law. The attention they gave me was overwhelming. My self-esteem was in the clouds. CHAPTER 4: ABOUT HER PARENTS AND I MEET HER OLD BOYFRIENDS Prior to us becoming engaged, we probably went over to Judy's house maybe 8 to 10 times. It was always for well-planned visits. I believe we had dinner there each time. To my shock and amazement, Judy eagerly and boastfully announced to her family I was a virgin. However, her parents seemed exceedingly pleased. In fact they praised her for finding me. This shocked me even more. I was truly embarrassed. I tried to admonish Judy for doing that, but became speechless at her action. To make matters worse, her parents stressed I should remain a virgin until marriage and frequently reminded me of that, one way or another, each time I visited them. They thought I was a nice boy for being so. Even though I knew they meant well, I hated they made a big issue about the virgin thing. After we became engaged, my hopes of all forgetting about my virginity were completely dashed by the pre-nuptial contract. In fact, her parents and even Judy became even more remindful and stressing of that matter. "James, we know that Judy is not a virgin, but we expect their to be one virgin standing at the altar - You. Therefore we must insist upon your sworn promise that you will not violate our daughter with your penis or your semen, and to not have intercourse until after you two are married. Is that clear?" I was extremely nervous when her mother made the aforementioned statement as Judy and I sat across from Judy's mom and dad. I knew then for sure, they didn't take this matter lightly I was speechless. They said if I truly loved Judy and wanted to be bonded to her for life, I wouldn't hesitate to swear to such a commitment. I answered them affirmatively, even though I originally thought the engagement would get me in my fiancee's panties sooner than later. I never thought I'd have to wait until the wedding night to enjoy Judy's overwhelmingly beautiful charms. But since that were such a nice family, I accepted their position. I was also keen to make the commitment too for another reason. I knew that three of Judy's old flames from high school were still occasionally dating and pursuing her prior to me giving her an engagement ring. As I mentioned earlier, I work during the day, and attend graduate school at night and always have a boatload of homework. As a result, I would not get home until well after 10 PM on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday nights. The rest of my free time was devoted to homework and writing papers. Well, it was against this backdrop, that Judy was dating her old flames. She made it explicitly clear to me and them, in their presence, and her family, that she wouldn't permit them to have the same type of intimate and emotional type relationship she and I had. "Judd. Jeffrey. Joe. Our dates will be a friendly type relationship, and remember, I love James. I'm emotionally committed to him. My heart is his. You three are just friends, buddies, chums, okay? Remember, we are just friends and I will still do what friends do for each other. Through me, James is your friend too and I expect you to treat him as such." Her speech in front of her three old boyfriends and her mother and father was quite unusual to say the least. I appeared to be the only nervous one in the room. There was a strangeness in the air that I couldn't put my hand on, but all three of her former steady boyfriends promised that they would only have a friendly non-emotional relationship when they took out on dates while I was busy with my school studies. They all shook my hand and congratulated me on being the lucky guy that caught Judy's attention and heart. My hand hurt from their strong grips, including the handshake from Judy's father also. Her former flames were well built and muscular, more like her father was. I on the other hand was of small stature and not muscular in any way. Judy called the meeting between me and them and her family. It was because Judy indicated she still had to have a social life in spite of my graduate school studies. Her idea was to have this gathering of everyone and "lay the cards on the table" - her words. I found it difficult to counter her logic and it was difficult not to agree, especially to such a beautiful woman who was interested in lowly me. I ended up agreeing to her desire to occasionally date her old boyfriends, but yet not get emotionally serious with them. It really made me feel better when she made it clear to her former flames that she would not be intimate with them like she was with me. Even though we didn't go all the way, we had a rather satisfying way of ridding ourselves of the natural lust that is bound to develop between two healthy person aroused by each other closeness, especially me for Judy's vivacious begging-to-be-sexed body. When we both got steamed up from a petting session, she'd let me have some liberties with her mammary endowments, which would lead to, if she were in the mood to letting me mouth her very luscious cunt. Her muff bush was very appealing and mouth watering. I had no problem doing this for her, which she insisted was the only way she would let me have her pussy, and it met her parent's stipulations. Her cunt was always juicy when she let me have some. The taste was always full bodied and had an exotic feminine musk type fragrance. It wasn't unpleasant and her juices were syrupy and even a bit creamy. I delighted in her taste, especially since she let me know she was so juicy as a result of me getting her aroused. I was also pleased at how well I could please her with my oral actions. I always sucked all the juices from her magnificent muff. For my relief, Judy would jerk me off while I wore a condom. She had me wear one when she does that for me. Even though I saw her as a warm sensitive person and was appreciative of her keen mind and knowledge of many literary things, her physical charms, especially her 38 C tits and shapely 36 quivering floating ass cheeks, made my blood heat up and my pecker stand at attention. The first time, I'd finally got bold enough to insinuate that Judy and I should have sex, which was after about three months of occasionally dating, she let me know that while she wasn't a virgin, she thought my virginity was special. I didn't know what to say when she told me "I don't want to burden our relationship with the emotional baggage of sexual intercourse, just yet anyway". I didn't know what to say in response to her comment. "Yes James, as I've told you, I've had sex with every boyfriend I was serious about and dated, starting in high school. That's why I'm not a virgin. However, it might've been better had I not done so, that way, I could more easily tell if a man truly loved me for me or just for my body. I believe you love me for me. By you remaining the way you until we are married, I can be certain of your true love for me. That really means more than anything else to a girl." I never did see what Judy saw in me, even though she said I satisfied her thirst for a man that looked beyond her physical beauty and measurement numbers of her body. "James, I adore talking to you and your personality is so compatible with what I've been seeking in a man, especially the one I want to marry. I want you because I believe you can fulfill the kind of commitment I need from a husband that I want to be bonded to physically, emotionally, and legally." Her strong words also caused my self-esteem to rise because she stressed that my penis size was not as important as my love for her. CHAPTER 5: EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: I Learn A Family Secret I was constantly concerned about Judy while she was out dating her old senior high flames. Judd, Jeffrey, and Joe were all much more handsome, well built, had good incomes and were the playboy types. I on the other hand was definitely on the nerdy side. I also knew that Judy's mother was rather fond of all three of them too when they were steadies with Judy. She'd mentioned that to me several times, but she always added that she didn't think they were the marrying family man type either. "A mother thinks about certain features she'd like for her grandkids to have, when she meets her daughter's possible mates. However, a daughter's happiness is the most important thing. James I believe you are the right person for our daughter. You're mild mannered and respectful, not macho and a roamer. I can appreciate that in a person. I believe when you give your word you'll keep it. You know, like in wedding vows. I can't say that I believe her old boyfriends are that trusting to be faithful." She said to me one time. "Yes ma'am, I-I do keep my word." I stammered around Judy's gorgeous mom, even though 16 years older than her daughter. I also wondered was she testing me. After our engagement was official, I was treated almost as one of the family in regard to house accessibility. Her family became quite liberal, that is in letting me not only visit Judy in her bedroom, but actually encourage it, that is soon after it was pretty sure I'd be joining the family as her husband. Judy and her mom were stunning beauties. Judy and her mother both walked around the house somewhat loosely dressed. Their revealing clothing often were sheer opaque robes, which made it rather clear they didn't have a thing on under them. For a long time, I didn't know how her father and two brothers endured such a situation. Judy and her mom are both Venus beautiful. Her mom was just older than Judy. But to my total surprise, that is after becoming officially engaged to her, I was let in on the family secret and discovered the answer as to how her brothers handle being around so much arousing beauty. The truth of the matter was that she was fucking her brothers when they needed some, as well as other male family members, including her Dad, grandfather, uncles and other male relatives that might be passing through town and needed a piece of ass. Her mother serviced family members also. Several times when I'd gone over to their house, and before discovering what was really going on, I often had to wait until Judy was through talking with her brothers or her father or one of several uncles, both paternal and maternal, who seemed to drop in all the time and anytime of day or night. They would always be talking with her in her bedroom. The first time it was revealed to me that incest was occurring with Judy's immediate family was on a Saturday afternoon. I went by to pick up Judy for dinner at my Aunt's place. She and I had plans for a movie afterwards. I rang the doorbell. Judy's mother answered the door in her most revealing outfit to date. It was simply a sky blue baby doll lingerie set. The outfit was sheer and skimpy, nothing more. It might as well have been transparent. The shape of her neatly trimmed muff was very apparent. I had to work on hiding the rising, but slight bulge my prick made after seeing her that way. "Afternoon, Mrs. Smith." "Please, Mother Smith to you James. After all, you're practically in the family." "Thank you Misses, er, Mother Smith. I just came by to see Judy. She asked me to drop by a little early before our date today. She wanted to talk about something." "Oh yes, I think she did. Well she's back in her room and her Dad is in there talking with her. Go right on back, I believe they're expecting you, Just walk on in. Don't bother to knock." 'Is everything okay?" I inquired, sensing that there must be something important if they wanted to talk with me. "They just wanted to discuss some family issue with you that you may need to know about. It's to help you feel more a part of the family." Her mom said with an odd, but pleasant expression on her face. I slowly walked back to Judy's bedroom. Mother Smith stayed out front and continued watching a TV program. As I approached Judy's bedroom door, I could tell she and someone were in there. There were voices. Instead of walking in, I knocked, contrary to Mother Smith's directions. Her father opens the door and is holding his shorts in his other hand. "Uh, Mr. Smith?" I said in a surprised tone of voice, equally surprised at the sight before me. He was only wearing a tee shirt and socks. His rather large penis was very visible. The muggy frumpy odor that permeated the air apparently was the unmistakable indication of sexual activity having had been performed recently. "C'mon in Jamie. Judy and I were doing a little family bonding. "Hi darling." Judy spoke out cheerfully in her perky voice. "You missed all the fun me and Daddy had bonding." Judy was lying back in her bed with a sheet covering her from waist down, but was totally exposed the other way up. Her 38 breasts were magnificent and firmly shaped in their uncovered and unconstrained state. But as the situation dawned on me, I quickly assessed what was going on, or I should say, had gone on. "F-Fun! W-Why Mr. Smith, y-you a-and Judy w-w- were..." "Bonding, son, just plain old bonding. A father and daughter just spending some quality time together. Sure some folks might call it fucking or something else, but we Smiths see it as a way of keeping our family close together." END OF PART1 TO BE CONTINUED IN: FAMILY BONDING PART 2 (Maybe ready by May 13, 2000) Comments? Contact C.D.E. at ccwriter@hotmail.com