i made my brother A CUCKOLD

i made my brother A CUCKOLDIt all began when the doctor revealed that my wifewasn’t getting pregnant because of my low sperm count.”You don’t have enough sperm and what little there isjust too weak,” the doctor said in a professionaltone, as my wife and I took in the disastrous news. Hethen discussed the various options available to us, butthey were all expensive, and not covered by my healthinsurance.Betty was devastated at the news, but she said shestill loved me, and didn’t blame me. And besides weonly had to wait a year or two until we could affordan alternative fertilization method.I discussed the situation with my mother and she cameup with an idea that she said wouldn’t cost us any-thing, and that the c***dren would all look like therest of the family.She quickly caught my attention because I was worriedabout the c***d only having my wife’s physical featuresand not mine if some stranger’s semen was used.”I know you and he don’t get along well, but why notlet your brother impregnate Betty, I’m sure he’d do itfor free.”I was speechless upon hearing mother’s thoughts.”Y-You c-can’t be serious. Y-You know how I despisehim. T-The way he use to treat me in high school.T-The things he use to say about me. Plus, h-he wasalways your favorite anyway. “That m-must be whyy-you’re suggesting this. H-He’s …””I know, I know, … I’ve heard it all before son. Butthat was long ago. Grow up Francis! You’re the brainyone, the college professor. Isn’t what I’m suggestinglogical? Think about it.”As I collected my thoughts, I had to admit that mymother was right. Her idea was a perfect solutionexcept for the fact that I hated my older brother Nickso much. He was so much the lady’s man and so athleticand confident of himself.At the same time he was also egotistical and alwaysteasing me because I was not as good as he was with thewomen. He was always telling me how effeminate I wasand berated me for not liking sports and in his words”other manly stuff”.”Mother you’re right, I am getting upset over nothing,because I’m sure Betty would never go along with havingintercourse with Nick. She’s just too much a lady toeven entertain such an extreme idea. But the idea ofNick giving us a donation of his semen when we canafford alternative fertilization, that part she and Iboth can accept.”After dinner that evening, I casually told my wifeabout my mother’s ridiculous idea but said that theidea of Nick being a sperm donor was probably a goodone.Expecting her to agree with me totally, as she typi-cally did, I was surprised by her questioning why Icouldn’t let bygones be bygones and agree to Nickimpregnating her directly. She made it plain how muchmoney we would save, and that we wouldn’t have to waitto save enough to have a medical procedure.”After all he is family and you know how bad I want tobe a mother.”I couldn’t help raising my voice at the woman of mydreams, for my hatred of my brother was that deep. Iraised the same objections that I had with mother.Seeing I was making myself upset, I calmed down andapologized to her on my knees. I could see I’d madeher quite upset too.”I understand darling. After all, you two are quitedifferent. He’s more of a playboy and you’re a steadyrock solid type of guy that is devoted to his wife andfamily. That’s why I love you so much. I don’t wantto make you angry again, but I want you to think aboutit, don’t you think that something like this mightbring you two closer together?””Highly unlikely,” I politely replied.—After my wife and I had our discussion about mother’sidea, things seemed to change around the house in verysubtle ways. For one thing, she and my sister andmother began to spend more time together. I though nothing about it and even encouraged it,because I was away from home much more often than be-fore due to an opportunity to pick up more money byteaching night classes, in addition to my regular dayworkload. Betty seemed glad too. I assumed it wasbecause we could save up faster to get her pregnantand start our family sooner.My wife, while still very loving, wanted me to abstainfrom sex and have another test done to see if my spermcount would improve. “Honey, I’ve gone through this twice before. I don’tthink it’s going to do any good.””You never know darling. Please do it for me.” Shecooed sweetly.I reluctantly agreed. I didn’t want her to think badlyof me. Plus I loved her so much. She knew I hated toabstain from sex, but if that’s what it took to pleaseher, she knew I’d do so. Even if it was for six longweeks.After the first week, due to my abstinence, the extrawork, and all the pretty coeds in my evening classes,I’d often be quite horny when I came home. I wantedto make love to my beautiful petite wife so badly, butknew I couldn’t.When I went through the test before, it was I whoinitiated the idea of me giving her head since Icouldn’t do intercourse. However, recently, to mysurprise, it was her who urged me to be her “pussy sucker”.She didn’t use words like that except on specialoccasions, like on our anniversary night or a specialnight out on the town. She was not given to usingrisqué or vulgar language. She really seemed to geta much more rousing orgasm from my tongue than before.I mentioned to her that she seemed to be more juicythan when I tongued her before.The last time I mentioned it to her she just said,”It’s just your imagination dear. Thanks for a goodsucking,” she said pecking me lightly on the lips.”Now go to sleep, and don’t play with yourself, becauseif you come, you’ll have to start all over again justlike you did last week when you came in your sleep.You lost two weeks of saved up cum.””I’ll try dear.” I replied as I laid there with athrobbing hard on and the taste of her in my mouth.She was sound asleep in less than five minutes. As Ilay awake for at least three hours tossing and turningwith an aching prick, I couldn’t get it out of my mindthat somehow her cunt seem to taste slightly different.It seemed to have a more full bodied taste than before.I finally pushed the thought from my mind as I slippedoff to sleep after what seemed an eternity of watchingher beautiful figure lying next to me. She was so near,yet so far away.It was a Wednesday night and a transformer in the areawent out causing the building where I taught to losepower. Class was excused three hours early. Thankgoodness for small favors I thought as I drove home.Not having been by to see my mom in a while, I decidedto surprise her and stop in on my way home and sur-prising Betty too, by coming home at a decent hour fora change.As I turned the corner to mom’s house. I noticed mywife’s car in the driveway along with my sister’s, aswell as another car with out of state tags. I justthought mother must have a visitor, so thought nothingof it as I rang the doorbell. ‘What an idiot I am, remembering she hadn’t got thedoor bell repaired yet. So I used the spare key she’dgiven me for emergencies and opened the front door.When I walked in, I was about to announce myself whenI heard loud moaning sounds and the creaking of thefloor coming from upstairs. At that exact moment, bothmy mother and sister emerged from the kitchen wherethey had been watching TV.”W-What is that noise? And where is Betty? I askedpuzzled by the look on their faces as well as the oddstate of affairs in the house.I impulsively started up the stairs, as my mother andsister grabbed both my arms. They tried to stopped me.”Francis dear, don’t! You’ll be sorry. Go on home andwe’ll talk about it later. It’s the best thing, trustme.” Mother said in a concerned tone.”Yes Francis, it’s best if you do as mom tells you.”My sister added.I protested and accused them of hiding something. Thiswent of for a few moments before they let me go. It wasobvious I was determined to see what they didn’t wantme to see.”If he wants to satisfy his curiosity, who are we tostop him mother,” my sister replied with a rather un-usual but malicious smile on her face.Mother finally agreed and let me go. However, she toohad a smirk on her face too as I rushed up the stairs.I flung open the door. What I saw before me cause meto drop to the floor in a dead faint.—“Francis! Francis! Come on Francis honey! Wake up!”As I opened my eyes, it was my wife’s lovely, but panicstricken face.”Whew! Thank goodness, you had us all worried therefor a minute.” She said with a sigh of relief. Theothers present also echoed her sentiments.As I gained control of my senses I saw my mother,sister and my brother Nick, and of course my wife. Mywife and Nick were still nude. Nick walked over topick up a robe after helping me to a chair. It wasmore like he picked me up and put me in the chair withone hand. Even in my groggy state his powerful muscleswere very evident.My wife hugged me and realized she too was still nakedin front of everyone. She blushed and grabbed her robeto cover herself. As she did, I couldn’t help butnotice the obvious wetness that ran down between herthighs. She and my brother sat on the bed facing meas I slumped in the big old easy chair.It was obvious what was going on. There was a con-spiracy between my mother, sister, wife and my brother.I was angry! I could see they were concerned, but atthe same time, the look in their eyes were like burningstares that gave me the impression that they were alsolaughing at me. I was livid. I was so angry that Ididn’t know what to do. I wanted to cry, but I justcouldn’t give my brother the satisfaction of seeingme do that.Everyone started talking at once. I sat there stupidlyas everyone tried to justify what they had done. Icouldn’t concentrate on what they were all saying,everything was a jumble. I was still angry and on theverge of tears, and finally asked everyone to leavethe bedroom except my wife.”Just be quiet, Let me talk Francis honey. I knowyou’re upset. I can’t change what you saw or how youfound out. But I’m going to tell you this. You haveto understand that if I went to this extreme, you mustknow how much I want us to have a baby. Our baby.I know you have some disagreements with your brother.But you have to understand that I must love you verymuch to do this. Anyway, I believe you’ll find yourbrother is more mature than he was the last time yousaw him. He and I have been having sex for the lastthree weeks and I’ve got to know him better. Besidesbeing a super lover, he has some nice qualities. Iwant you to give it a chance darling.”I tried to reply but couldn’t. I was tongue-tied athearing my wife talk so matter-of-factly about cheatingon me with my brother.”I want you to go on home, dinner is in the fridge,just pop it in the microwave. I want have more sexwith your brother before I come home. I was on mysecond orgasm when you walked in on us, and I want toget some more cum out of his big thing before heleaves. I’ve been looking forward to this osmaniye rus escort all day.I hope you can realize what it’s like for me to be awoman in heat, especially with a stud around like yourbrother.””Y-You g-got off — off twice?” I asked feebly.”Yes! Actually, he gets me off four or five times everytime we do it. He has so much more staying power than… er what I mean.””You don’t have to say it. I-I know what y-you meanBetty.” I cut her off in mid-sentence. I didn’t knowwhat hurt me the most, what she said or the beamingsmile on her lovely face.”Don’t worry dear, I’ll be home later. Try not tothink about the negative side of this. Only the brightside – us having our own c***d.” She said as she heldthe door for me.I was annoyed by her action to rush me out of the roomand her impatience to get back to Nick. But whatcould I do except leave.”Nick darling, come help Francis down the stairs.” Sheyelled. It sounded like I was a feeble old man orsomething. Which I felt like at that moment. “RememberI love you darling.” She said kissing me on the cheek.Even though helpful, I could sense that my brother wassmug and comfortable with his role my wife’s lover.Here I had fainted as he was fucking my wife in a wayI could only dream about. She had confirmed it to me,and now he was helping me out of the room where he was”doing” my wife. I could tell that he was impatient toget back to it.”We’ll talk some more Fran when you’re feeling more upto it, but right now I’ve got to go finish something.”my brother said with a side-long glance at me.The unrestrained tenting in his robe showed that he wasstill erect despite all that had happened.As he climbed up the stairs, he adjusted his stiff cockas best he could. When he reached my wife at the topof the stairs their arms hooked around each other asthey disappeared into the room and slammed the doorshut.Out of the corner of my eye I could see both my motherand sister smiling at the situation. I mentally sighedand wondered to myself when would Nick stop being thecause of my humiliation.I sensed my sister, who was very dominant anyway,enjoying my plight. I wasn’t sure about my mother,after all, she was letting all this go on in her house,albeit, she reasoned that she too had a stake in Bettyhaving Nick’s baby. That is, she didn’t want to waitany longer for grand k**s.My sister also claimed that she wanted a cute littlenephew or niece since she didn’t plan on having k**sherself.My family justified their aiding Betty in her adultery,and didn’t seem to consider my feelings in the matter.My Mother tried to console me by hugging me as we wentover their reasons and discussed my feelings of be-trayal.When the ‘now’ familiar noise from upstairs becameaudible in the room where we were sitting, it was morethan I could handle. I rushed toward the door withtears running down my face.I was hoping this wouldn’t happen, but both my motherand sister saw me crying as I made it toward my car.My mother said in a loud enough voice for me to hearher from the drive way, “Baby, go home and jerk off, it’ll make you feel better.”I’d found out from her that the test I was saving upfor was just a ruse to keep my inferior jism from mix-ing with Nick superior sperm. Before the door slammedbehind me, I barely heard my sister and mother’s laststatements.My sister said, “It’s a wonder Betty hasn’t left himfor a real man before now. He’s such a cry baby and amilquetoast. Imagine, him fainting instead of fightingfor his woman.” “Don’t be so hard on your brother, he’s not as strongas you and Nick. He and Betty love each other in a waythat’s true love. And true love wins out over physicallove every time.” I heard my Mother say as I fumbledfor my car keys, fighting to find the ignition.—When I got out of the shower, I could smell food and Iheard movement in the kitchen. Betty must be home.She apparently had stayed out all night as it was 8o’clock and I had to be at a class in an hour.”Morning darling, I came over to fix your favoritebreakfast. Sorry I didn’t make it back last night.Since you knew what was going on, and er … andbesides I thought you might need some time to yourselfto let things sink in sort of …”I replied politely, but coolly. It was definitely notwith the warmth and radiance with which she wasbeaming.She sat opposite me as she enjoyed her coffee. Icouldn’t meet her eyes, she looked so beautiful to me.I cringed because I knew the serene look she wore wasbecause of another man, obviously a better man – mystud brother.”Did you masturbate last night honey? I was hopingyou did. After all, it was sort of cruel to have youabstain, but there was no other way not to hide fromyou what was going on. You do understand what we weresaying last night about not running the risk of yourweaker stuff being mixed with Nick’s?”Irritated, but feeling so ashamed at the turn ofevents, I sat silently after mumbling very crypticanswers to my talkative wife. I wondered — did shereally know how bad she was making me feel? Did sheeven care? “Good, because now at least, I can jerk you off andhelp you sleep better. I still want to confirm I’mpregnant before I let you have sex with me againthough. You do understand don’t you dear?”Again I mumbled a muted `Yes’ as I held the newspaperin front of my face trying as best I could to ignoreher, and hide my shamed face.”Honey, I really understand how this must be botheringyou. But you know what they say about the best laidplans of mice and men. Well, anyway, maybe it’s betterthis way. Because if you thought it was your sementhat made me pregnant, you would’ve considered thedoctors a liar. This way you know the truth eventhough it’s a bit painful to your pride. But I’mhopeful you and your brother can mend the rift betweenyou. I really think that this baby might do thattrick.”That was the most stressful meal I ever sat through.I started by not wanting to touch her, but when sheopened her arms to me, I melted into them and repliedin kind when she told me she still loved me. It feltgood to be in them after last night.I went to work in a better mood than I envisioned Iwould when I awoke.—Two weeks after the fateful night when I fainted infront of my family my wife was notified by the doctorthat she was pregnant.My family had brought him in on their conspiracy, sohe wasn’t surprised at the turn of events.”You’re a lucky man Francis to have a wife so under-standing and a brother who could help you out in thebedroom department.”Again, I wondered if the doctor, liked members of myfamily, knew how certain words could only come outsounding humiliating.I meekly smiled, what else could I do. I was hopingthat the little inadvertent quips, quotes and phrasesthat didn’t help my mental posture would be few andfar between, but when I presumed that no more barbswere forthcoming to ridicule my manhood, or lack ofthereof, more would always seem to come out.”Ah. Here’s a preliminary sonogram test. Well I’ll bedamned, you’ve got twins in the oven Betty!” The doctorsaid in a very unprofessional tone. “That brother ofyour really knocked you up right!” He roared.After spending some more time telling us about whatBetty could and could not do as she got bigger, hedumped a bit more humiliation my way.”Speaking of bigger, your brother must be much largerthan you Francis.””He is, much larger, why do you ask?” My wife inter-jected. Did she know she was again trampling over mymanhood again?”I could tell by how much you’ve been stretched. I betyou had fun getting pregnant,” the Doctor said chuckl-ing as he showed us out of his office. My wife justsmiled and winked at him. My face was red, I was flushwith shame.”Now Fran honey, he didn’t mean any harm,” my wifesaid as we walked back to the car. She was calling meFran just like my brother. I corrected her. Sheapologized. I felt better.As we drove home, I let her know I was glad this phasewas over and that Nick could go back where he camefrom.There was a long silence from her. Then she spoke.”Dear, I want Nick to stay around, after all, he’s apart of this too, even though you’ll be the legalfather of our c***dren.”We had a long, almost heated discussion all the wayhome about my brother. Not only did she want him tostay, she wanted him to stay right where he’s been forthe last three weeks since I found out about thefamily’s little plan, in the guest bedroom next toours.She finally said that we would pick up the discussionlater and quickly ran into the house and right intohis arms. She told him the news and they both reactedas if they were the happy couple instead of Betty andI. They French kissed each other. I could tell itwas a very wet juicy one.It dawned on me then and there that they were in love.The though sent a deep chill down my spine, and Isilently went into my study and did some serious think-ing about my options and how to reclaim my wife’s love.I knew my bargaining power was not only minimal, but’very’ minimal.—During the last three weeks, the relationship betweenNick and I was cordial but distant. He occasionallyreferred to something in the past, and when I let himknow I perceived it as unpleasant, he’d chuckle andgloss over it. However, it was clear he was in thedriver’s seat, because my wife slept with him over 90percent of the time since he moved in with us.Many times she woke me up in the middle of the nightand had me exchange places with him so he could be withher in the larger bed in the master bedroom. This wasso humiliating, but I reasoned that as long as no oneoutside the family knew of it, I could swallow my pride- what little was left of it.But as my wife had said, my philandering brother hadmatured quite a bit. I came to the conclusion thatI’d find out just how much, albeit, in a way that Ihated doing, but I knew I had no other choice.It was late Friday night. Betty was exhausted formthe day’s activities of finding out she was with c***d,or should I say c***dren, as well as fucking both mybrother and I in way of celebration.Now that it was official she was pregnant, she finallyallowed me some intercourse again. After she and Imade love, she and Nick had a rousing bout that lastedthe customary two-plus hours as compared to the twentyminutes it took me to get her off once. Over 15 minutesof that was me lapping her luscious cunt to do what mysmall tool couldn’t do.She’d been sound asleep for three hours when I decidedI had to make my move. I eased out of bed and wentdownstairs where Nick was watching a late night movie.I nervously greeted him and used the excuse that Icouldn’t sleep. I proceeded from that with some othersmall talk. Finally, I got up the courage to get tothe real reason why I was there.”N-Nick I-I know B-Betty is in love with you. I-Isuspect if you wanted to, y-you could talk her intol-leave osmaniye rus escort bayan me. I-I never thought I-I’d have to do t-this.B-But please don’t take her f-from me, s-she’s all I-I’ve got.””Calm down Fran. You got some woman there. She’s gotclass and she’s sexy and has really learned how to doit good in bed. You can say I broke her in. She’s agood piece of ass, but of course you know that. Yep,she’s the kind of woman I’d love to settle down withand raise a family. I want you to know it didn’t startout that way, but it’s turned into much more. Andbelieve it or not, I love her too.””B-But Nick why her, y-you can g-get almost any w-womany-you want. It took me so long to find her, please,I-I’d be willing to do anything to k-keep her.”I went back up to bed with my brother’s assurance thathe wouldn’t take my wife away from me as long as hecould be around her, as well as the k**s, when theywere born. He let me know if I didn’t accept thatcondition, he just might try to make her leave me. Itwas not what I sought from him, but I knew it probablywas the best deal I could make, everything considered.We shook on it.He did make it very clear, as if I didn’t already know,that regular sex with Betty was included in the deal.The thing I hadn’t counted on was him being non-negotiable about moving out of the house. However, hedid promise to get a job and pay his share. All in allI concluded I couldn’t have asked for much more thanthat.As I eased back into bed without trying to wake mywife, I mentally sighed and thought of all the compli-cations we small pricked nice guys have to go throughto get and keep the women we love.As I settled down and was about to close my eyes, Bettyturned over and hugged me. She startled me.”That was so sweet of you. You really do love me don’tyou Honey?””Of course I do dear. B-But what was sweet of me?” Iinquired with a puzzled look on my face.She revealed that she was on her way downstairs to seeNick and overheard everything we talked about. I couldsee her broad smile even in the dark room.”You really thought I’d leave you after all theseyears?” She cooed sweetly as she snaked her hand intomy pajamas and started handling my prick. I was sur-prised at how aroused she must have been.I told her about my observations and all about my fearsupon seeing her and Nick so adoring to each other. Shewas rhythmically but slowly stroking me with twofingers as we talked quietly. It was so pleasant.”Well, you’re right. He has made me feel at last likea woman, in ways we both know you can’t. But the onlyway he would’ve been able to convince me to leave youwould be if you would’ve been unreasonable aboutthings. And of course you haven’t, and I love you forthat. However, the three of us will work out just fine– as long as you remember your place.” She said in awarm, but serious tone.”M-My p-place?””Yes honey, what I mean is that it must be understoodthat Nick is the real man of the house now. Any con-cerns you have will be considered, but he will havethe final say so. Understood?” My cock pulsed at the exact same moment she laid downthe law to me. I came all over the inside of my pajamasand her hand. It was a sticky mess as she continued tomilk me anyway.Embarrassed, cowed, defeated, but feeling good, I wasunable to come up with any kind of counter argument onthe spot. As I slumped back into the bed, I meeklyacknowledged to my smiling cunning wife that I under-stood `my place’.”Well honey since you couldn’t hold your load for me,how about using your sweet tongue to get me back tosleep.”I sheepishly positioned my face between her parted legsand felt her hands on the back of my head as I startedto lap away.Her genitals still reeked of the heavy sex she’d hadwith my brother even though she’d had a towel betweenher legs to soak up their bountiful love juices. Hercrack was still slick and her bush was still musky andmoist. I started to say something, but with all that’dhappened in the last hour, I decided that it was mybest bet to accept things and not give her or Nick anycause to say I was being unreasonable.After a short while I got over the pungent smell ofher sex and became engrossed in the flavor, and howrich she tasted. Fifteen minutes later, she closedher legs around my head with a rousing orgasm. Herhairy cunt got even juicier and I continued to lick upher flowing pussy juice until she relaxed her legclamp around my head.As I raised up with my face awash with pussy fluids,Nick was in the bed and holding her. He was nude andhis big nine inch boner was at the ready.They both looked at me in a way that I can’t described.I really felt awkward. I’d surely eaten quite a bit ofmy brother’s residual spent semen from his previoussession with her. He had to know that. I felt so silly as I got up and tried to compose myselfand ended up wiping my face with the same towel that mywife had used to sop up the previous lusty mess they’dmade earlier. To make matters worse my wife remindedme about cleaning up the sticky mess in my pajamas.There was a low chuckle between them as I was about toleave the room. Nick was positioning himself between mywife’s shapely legs in a more conventional manner thanI had just been in. However, Before I could leave, mywife asked me to do one more thing.”Honey be a dear, and put Nick in for me.” She saidwith a lusty smile on her lovely face.Not knowing what else to do, even though I know now Iwas being purely humiliated by my wife, I passivelygripped his huge stalwart rigid penis and guided itinto her juicy cunt.—“Honey, I think we may need to have some practicalrules of operation for the three of us.”I listened intently. What she said was practical butagain, humiliating to me once again — whether she knewit or not.Her rule was that Nick would make love to her firstwhenever we were both to fuck her in the same day. “You see honey, and I know you can’t help it. But allyou do when you go first is get me aroused with yourlittle thing, and then after you come, which is usuallyin a very short time, you spend so much time sucking mypussy to get me off, you’re tired and I’ve still onlycome once, at the most twice. I still feel frustratedand not satisfied.Now when Nick is through with me, what you can do forme really works out well for both of us. You get offand your tongue doesn’t have to work so hard and itfeels so soothing on my bruised and ravished cunt, andit really feels good to get off when you do that tome.”She did say that when Nick wasn’t around and she neededa quickie, than my tiny prick and tongue would be morethan welcomed as a way, in her words, “to take theedge off her horniness,” while she was waiting on hisbig dick.Again, I was at a loss for words. I’d basically beenrelegated to “sloppy seconds”, literally, whenever mybrother was around.—At five months, Betty’s stomach was huge. However, I’dnever seen her looking more radiant wearing her manycolorful maternity outfits. When we were out and aboutshe was the perfect adoring wife giving me all thecredit for impregnating her. That really sent my selfesteem through the clouds even if it was only until Ireturned home to the stark reality of me being nothingmore than a pathetic figurehead of a husband and man,desperately trying to hold on to his wife and keep themarriage intact.As she got more swollen, Betty also became increasinglymore dominant and arrogant when we were alone or athome and especially in the presence of Nick. She seemedto be constantly ordering me around and requiring me towait on her whenever my mother or sister were present.For some reason they both encouraged her in doing this,and also ordered me around. On many visits it was asif I was the servant for them all.My wife seldom requested my brother, her adored lover,to do anything except snuggle up to her. In many casesshe waited on him hand and foot and often had me do thesame.As she got bigger it was more difficult for me to havesex with her due to the shortness of my prick. There-fore I was basically put off limits to her pussy. She would sometimes jerk me off, but often I had to doit myself as she was often not in the mood to bebothered with me.Nick on the other hand with his longer and seemingly,perennially hard member, had no problem reaching herfrom the back and side. She enjoyed him much betterthan me anyway.However, as she got bigger, the doctor curtailed thevigor of her sexual efforts as well as restricting deeppenetration by Nick. She decided that a differentapproach had to be taken to get her off while meetingthe safety concerns of her doctor’s advice.I’ll never forget the discussion we had on that subjectone evening after I’d put in a long day at school.”Francis honey, I think I’ve come up with a way toenjoy the fullness of Nick’s dick and get off withoutmoving around a lot.”I was pleased at her success and naturally inquired asto her approach.”Well, honey, first I want you to read this.” Shehanded me a nutritional analysis of what I perceivedto be some food substance. The name of it had beentaped over. She warned me not to remove the labeljust yet.”Some pretty nutritious stuff.” I replied afterglancing over the page.She assured me it was all natural with no additives.I was still puzzled as to where this was all going,when she came back to the subject of a better way forher to get sexual fulfillment.”Now here is the plan darling. I’ll be on all fourswith your face under my crotch. Nick will mount mefrom the rear. That way, it will shorten the lengthof his big cock that actually goes in. By the way, asyou’re laying under me – with your feet toward my headof course – you can lick my clit and if necessary, holdback your brother’s big cock to limit how far it goesin. That’ll be like a safety measure in the event heand I get carried away.Now, sweetie, here comes the important part. You seethe doctor is also concerned about my vaginal liningbecoming irritated by semen. There is some chemicalcompound in it he’s worried about. He doesn’t wantany ejaculate in me until after I’ve had our babies.OOH, feel them kicking dear. Here! Feel here!”Before I could object about her wanting me to lap herclit or hold my brother’s big dick as they fucked, sheraised the maternity top and placed my hand on thetaunt skin over her swollen gut. The kicking was verypronounced.”I just know you’re going to be a proud papa dear.”She said as she planted a warm kiss on my lips. Kissmy tummy dear to show me you’re glad I got knocked upby Nick.”Red faced, I meekly bent over and did as she asked.I kissed her swollen belly, the living proof and theultimate humiliating indication of my cuckoldry.Even though expected, it always amazed me to see howbig she’d gotten by my brother’s handiwork. Addi-tionally, my wife always seemed to have the knack ofreminding rus osmaniye escort me at the oddest times of how I was not thebiological father of the babies she carried. I cameto learn she got some sort of perverse pleasure outof seeing me squirm each time she did it to me.”Now darling back to what your role will be in gettingme off in my current condition.”I was flabbergasted when she finally explained theremainder of her plans for me.”W-What! I-I can’t!!” I objected loudly.”Now dear, before you say can’t, lets review thefacts.” My wife interjected as she opened a foldershowing all the research she’d done in preparation formy anticipated objections.”I-I don’t care if his hot semen is n-nutritious, o-orh-how common it is i-in different c-cultures it is forlesser m-males to … to s-suck their wife’s lover’sprick … b-because they w-were b-better men. I-I justcan’t. P-Please Betty! Sob! Don’t humiliate me any-more than you have. I-I just … Sob! … can’t t-takeit anymore.”I lost myself emotionally and ran out of the room onthe verge of crying.—I drove around for a while not knowing where to go. Itwas already 10 O’clock at night and I hadn’t eatensince lunch. What hunger I had, left me after listen-ing to my wife’s plans.When I realized I was near my mother’s, I drove to herplace. Being the mama’s boy that I was, I guess thiswas the best place for me to be in my emotional state.”I was expecting you Francis dear,” She said as Iwalked in. “Betty phoned and said that you got upsetand stormed out of the house. I’m glad you came totalk things over with mommy.”It felt good to hug and be hugged in mother’s powerfularms and to be held close to her bosom. I uncontrollab-ly blurted out the reason for my turmoil. She calmedmy down, and had me go slowly over everything in detailas she prepared hot tea for the both of us.As I sat there in the kitchen drinking tea, I began tofeel better. My mother calmly had me walk through eachstep of my wife’s humiliating role for me in her un-usual sex plan strategy. Mother had always been extremely logical and I admiredher ability to dissect a problem to show its flaws.The tea was delicious. She poured me another cup. Therewas a new ingredient I was not accustomed to. I inquir-ed as to what it was.”Drink it all down dear and then I’ll tell you.”I wasn’t sure if it was because I hadn’t had any foodor what, but the tea made me feel so comfortable andcontented.”I put a little something in your tea that our familydoctor had prescribed to help you adjust to what you’regoing through sweetie. It’s called E-Tranquilizers. Idissolved a capsule in each cup. It will not only helpyou relax and not have anxiety attacks, but help youcope when your silly male pride gets in the way oflogical thinking.”Under the influence of the d**g, I listened intentlyas mother talked.”So you see dear, you pulling out Nick’s penis when hesignals to you he’s ready to come, keeps her vaginafrom becoming inflamed by his virile semen.Now after you pull him out, you have two choices. Youeither left him shoot all over your face and the bed,which will result in a quite a mess which has to becleaned up. Or you to simply slip it into your mouthand be a warm wet sucking receptacle for his abundantejaculate.”Personally I think that would be the best option be-cause it’s tidy, and it’s better for him to come insomething that is closet to being like your wife’scunt. That’s just the way it is for big men like yourbrother.”They’re just not accustomed to coming in the air, likeyou do when you jerk off or when Betty jacks you off.Real men don’t really feel good unless they come insomething close to a warm wet pussy.”As always, when my mother went through something stepby step it made more sense to me. I talked to herabout my wife’s increasing dominance and humiliation.”As I’ve told you before, being pregnant has changedher body’s chemical balances. So you really can’tblame her for all her actions. You have to be a lovingunderstanding husband and accept them. That’s allthere is to it. After the babies are born, she may goback to her original personality or it may be a per-manent change – in that case you’ll just have to putup with it honey.”I inquired if there was some d**g for her to take if ait became a permanent condition.”Our doctor said no. You’ll just have to be a devotedloving loyal husband and accept her the way she is.However, since Nick will be a part of your family, itwill make it easier for you. She’ll have someone tokeep her happy in bed and she’ll be much more tolerantof you and your in-adequate She loves you dear, butit’ll be expressed in a different way than maybebefore. Your love is all that’s needed to see youthrough, and maybe an occasional one of theseE-Tranquilizers.These are potent, so the doctor doesn’t want you totake more than you really need. He only gave me thosetwo. He’ll prescribe more if you need them. He alsorecommends swallowing your pride and doing as shewants. Just remember, you’re doing it for the good ofyour marriage – and now dear, also for your familythat’s on the way. You must never forget that althoughit’s your brother’s seed growing inside your wife,these are legally your c***dren. They are yourresponsibility.”Mother prepared me a cup of soup and a sandwich. Ithit the spot and made me feel marvelous. She also confirmed that the “E” in the capsules shegave me stood for Estrogen.”Yes dear, just as you suspected, it’ll make you a bitmore feminine to keep your male macho side from gettingin the way of being a good husband to Betty, and moreaccepting Nick’s role in your house now. It’s all forthe good of your marriage Francis.”I called Betty and apologized for my earlier outburstand told her I’d be glad to play the role she desiredfor me in her new sex plan. “I’ll swallow his come whenhe’s ready to ejaculate, if that’s what you reallywant,” I meekly told her.—As mother walked me to the door, she told me to beprepared for something else that my altered personalitywife probably would desire of me. She said to keep itin mind, but not to mention it. She just wanted me tobe ready for it. “Remember dear, to be forewarned is to be forearmed. And sweetie, do remember, you areyour brother’s keeper and I’m proud of the both of you.You for being the loving understanding husband and himfor making you a father.” She said as she hugged megoodbye.I didn’t reply, because I knew mother was being sincereand meant well, but I’d come to the conclusion thatthere was just no way of getting around the humiliatedin my situation.—Nick and I and the family were assembled in the hos-pital waiting room when the nurse walked in and con-gratulated me on the birth of a healthy set offraternal twins – both five pounds each and in perfecthealth.While the nurse was congratulating me, others in myfamily, including two of my mother’s uncles and anaunt were doing the same to Nick.It appeared that, what was suppose to be a closelyguarded family secret was well known by many in myfamily and my wife’s also. I wasn’t suppose to hearit, but I overheard a relative whisper to another that,”his sperm is just too weak to make babies and he hasa pencil size cock.” I heard another whisper back.”At least he’s smart enough to get a real man to dothe job for him as well as give his wife what sheneeds.”My uncles more or less didn’t really congratulate me,other than to say how happy I’d be to have k**s in thehouse. I knew in their eyes they felt I was less thana man.The nurse only allowed me to go in and see my wife fora minute. I thought, finally some respect for me as herhusband, but my little bubble pride didn’t last long.As soon as my wife saw me and before she talked aboutthe two beautiful babies she’d just had, she asked howNick was. And as soon as the nurse was out of earshot,she asked if I had been a “good little hubby” and takencare of her man’s needs.Even though the E-tranquilizers had helped me acceptmy cuckoldry, I still was embarrassed talking aboutsome matters with my brazen wife.”Y-Yes dear, I-I did as you told me. I-I have been hisc-cocksucker whenever h-he wanted me to.” I saidsoftly as I hung my head. And he had, I was swallowingat least one huge load of his hot gooey sperm a daywhile she had been in the hospital for the last 6 days.”Good! I didn’t want him to have any reason to go outand get some from another woman while I’m having thesebabies”.Mother had been right about my wife wanting me to notonly help her have decent sex while she was bloatedwith the twins, but also had a plan for me to be asexual surrogate for her pussy while she was in laborand recovering. That is, as best I could, Nick didn’treally care for my blowjobs nearly as much as he didfor my wife’s pussy.But a few days later she was home and the smell andnoise of two babies filled our house.I was busy changing diapers and making formula for”our” new son and daughter. Betty was the dutiful anddoting mother, but whenever someone needed to get upin the night to see about them, it was me. She andNick basically told me that was exclusively my job.Nick plays with them, but seldom, and I don’t think heever actually changed them. For that he either calledme or Betty. Betty also let me know that I wouldalways have to re-arrange my schedule to baby sit ifshe and Nick should ever want to go out together.As the c***dren grew, it basically became my respon-sibility to be their nanny.This allowed Nick and my wife to have all the freedomthey needed to go out and party. Many of the neighborshave already concluded that he is more the husband andman of the house than I. They basically see me outstrolling the twins, cleaning around the house andshopping for groceries, while he’s always out with mywife socially. This was especially true when theywent on a cruise for a week and I stayed at homebabysitting.As far as the bedroom is concerned, Nick is firmly incharge there. We still have adjoining rooms, but Nickspends far more time with, and in the bed with her, andin her too, I might add, than I do. In fact about theonly time she ever lets me put it in is on our weddinganniversary and the k**’s birthday, and then only afterNick has had his fill of her.Almost everybody in both her and my family knows thatshe only lets me into her bed rarely and that I haveto beat my meat for sexual relief most of the time.They also know that she always brings me her usedslimy warm moist swollen pussy to me for a tonguecleaning after Nick’s made it messy. This is reallythe only way she seems to enjoy me having sex with her.I’ve grown quite acclimated to eating hairy cream pieand look forward to fucking her that way.—All in all, we do have a stable marital and familyarrangement now. The k**s are three years old and soadorable. They all look like members of the family.My role of a subjugated cuckold is firmly establishedand there’s almost no way I can get anymore respectthan what little I have to live with now. However, things are about to be topsy turvy again. Mywife told me she wants “us” to have another baby.Mother was glad to hear that Nick and my wife, Betty,were going to make me a father again, as well as hera grandmother again.THE END