Rape And Marriage

A newlywed couple get an unexpected wedding gift from
the bride’s parents that’s exhilarating for the bride,
but far from that for the new husband.

***

“A lesser man would feel jealous and panicky, that is,
knowing his wife was out with another man, or men, and
having wanton, unbridled unprotected sex with them.
While he, the faithful husband was home with an aching
throbbing erection because his wife hadn’t given him any
for a few days, or weeks, because she was too busy
putting out for other men, many who may be strangers.
And then when she does open her legs for her husband,
she wants him to lick and lap and suck where so many had
recently placed their throbbing dicks and left their
slimy masculine deposits.

“After orally attending to his wife, the husband, may
find his wife requiring him to wear a rubber sheath,
thereby prohibiting him from enjoying her hot, wet, and
raw, on a prick skin to soft wet pussy flesh basis.

“Additionally, the wife may also come home inseminated
by this other man, or men, and present the baby to her
husband as his and her child.

“However, a very secure man would not flinch a bit, but
accept all I’ve described in the knowledge that his love
is unselfish and that the love his wife has for him is
not based solely on physical endowments, but strong
emotional bonds. Yes, Kevin, others may fuck and fill
her cunt many times, but you should be comforted knowing
that others can’t take her away from you just because
they can fuck here better, or even if they knock her up
with child. Her love for you will still bring her back
home, even with the other man’s child that she will
deliver and add to your growing family, composed
entirely of children she’s had from her affairs with
other men.

“The mere fact that others will clearly see that you
didn’t sire any of your kids, will send a very strong
signal to other men that your marital bond is too strong
for some home wrecking stud to break up. Sure, the stud
may convince your wife to add his offspring to your
family, but by him not being able to convince her to
leave you or break up your marriage, now that’s true
love Kevin. That’s what Karen can give you as your
wife.”

I recalled my mother-in-law’s words of wisdom that were
told me sometime ago right after my marriage. They were
a bombshell to me then, and as I ponder them today, they
still have a similar effect as they did when she first
spoke them.

However, I’ve learned to live with and accept the
conditions of my marriage. I do still love Karen a great
deal, even though she and I have had to deal with the
consequences of her urges to fuck big brawny, well
endowed, handsome men.

Whenever she gets a yearning to risk pregnancy by
fucking them unprotected, and almost always feeding me
their fuck juices from her messy sloppy snatch, I do my
part of helping her to deal with her wicked craving. I
lay back and let her grind her wet mucky semen soaked
pussy over my licking sucking mouth. I grip her gyrating
bucking hips just the way I know it pleases her and
feast on her oozing cunt smothering my face.

After she settles down from her very exhilarating orgasm
or two or three, which she usually has, as a result of
my tonguemanship and suckmanship, we talk very earnestly
about the foolish irresponsibility of her actions as
well as the wickedness of her wanting me to eat her
messy and very spermy creampie she and her illicit
lover, or lovers, or strangers, made for me.

Many times I know this is all the pussy her temperament
will let me have, so I live with it and make the best of
things.

However, after she settles down, I really chide her for
being so wanton, sexually salacious, and humiliating me
in the process, her faithful, even if under-endowed
husband. Call it tough love, but I do what I have to do
to make her realize that she has to take accountability
for her actions.

“Thank you darling. You are so understanding Kevin; I
don’t know what I would do without you. Your pussy
sucking is therapeutic as well as has a birth control
effect too.

I know her condition has grasped her again, when she has
me helping her get ready for another night on the town.
I hate getting her all dolled up to go out with some big
dick stud, but I know it’s useless to try and stop her
when she has the urge. The best thing to do is let it
run it’s course and support her in any way I can.

I often get some early warning of when her condition
starts to kick in. It often happens up to a day or two
before she gets ready for her dates.

The first sign is messages from strange or familiar men
calling to speak to her or leaving messages for her.
Generally, the ones who leave messages are those that
know me. Many of the messages are rather graphic and
lurid. I couldn’t believe the gauss of one of my co-
workers named Lance. He gave me the following phone
message to give to my wife.

“My pole is hard as iron. I need you to get the
stiffness out. Come by as soon as you can, or call me,
I’ll pick you up.”

As you can discern, her men friends don’t afford me much
respect.

Reader, please forgive my rambling as I tell this story.
I guess I need to give you more background about my
situation. A good place to start is after our wedding,
when my new wife and I started out on our honeymoon.

*** AFTER THE WEDDING ***

“K-Karen, I-I can’t believe y-you’re taking this so
calmly. Y-You’ve been raped by 6 men… a-and their p-
penises w-were so big. Y-You’re don’t e-even seemed
tired o-or upset.”

“Somewhat tired, but very, very relaxed and very
contented, Kevin darling. That’s what happens when big
pricks meet a hot juicy pussy. Besides, did you forget
you also were a partaker of those rock hard boners too?
You really looked cute with one in your mouth and up
your rear together. You really seemed to handle yourself
very well to be a virgin cocksucker and to have had your
virgin ass pussy cherry busted.”

“P-Please Karen. I-I had no choice. I-I admit I was
scared and terrified. I-I was still shaking so bad
that’s why I-I suggested you drive. I-I also did it to
protect you, since they said that if I-I submitted to
them, they w-wouldn’t hurt us, especially you. I-I just
thought they were a bunch of rough gays. I-I was
surprised that they d-did you too.”

“You really proved your love for me tonight darling.
I’ll never forget that you sucked six big dicks,
including three black ones, and got fucked up your ass
by four of them. You really took those big rods with
little trouble. You sure you haven’t been getting
shagged before?”

“K-Karen! H-How can you joke at a time like this! Of
course not. The reason I-I took them so easy was the
proctoscope exam. Remember the physical your folks
insisted I take? I went to the doctor this morning, just
like they told me I had to. Your father insisted I go.
He got the appointment. He wanted me to go before we
left on our honeymoon, a-and this morning was the only
time the doctor could work me in. T-That’s where I went
this morning.”

“Daddy has always been a health nut. Well in this case,
an ounce of prevention was truly worth a pound of cure.”

“It was?”

“Yes. If you hadn’t been properly opened up and lubed by
the doctor, those big beautiful cocks would’ve had you
really hurting back there. You only seemed to be more
embarrassed now more than anything else.”

“I-I guess that’s one perspective. But seriously Karen,
d-don’t you think w-we should report this to the police
or something? Like I said earlier, s-since it would be
too embarrassing to include w-what happened to me, w-we
could just report what…”

“Kevin darling, it’s either both of us or neither of us.
I don’t want my name splattered all over the paper as
being a rape victim. Besides, their big dicks were a
nice bonus for the start of our honeymoon. It isn’t
every day a new bride gets a free gang bang as a wedding
gift.”

“K-Karen! H-How can you joke about…”

“No joke, just fact.”

“B-But y-you’ve been telling me for the last year and a
half t-that size d-didn’t matter if-if two people loved
each other.”

“That’s true between you and I. Your size doesn’t matter
to me because you have so many other good qualities I
need and want in a husband, not to mention your tongue.
As long as you work your tongue and lips on and in my
pussy the way you do, and suck up my pussy cream, “your”
cock size is immaterial.”

Kevin winced at his new bride’s emphasis on the word
`your’.

“S-Since you mentioned t-that. K-Karen, I-I wanted to-to
tell you that your p-pussy, a-after they h-had
intercourse with y-you, looked, a-and t-tasted, a-and
even smelled the same way as it does when you said it
was that way because you were thinking of me sexing you
with my mouth. I-I don’t know h-how to say o-or ask
this, b-but h-have you b-been honest with me about…”

Kevin, choked as he tried to finish the very
embarrassing statement, as he was bothered immensely at
the answer he might get, but it was a question that he
knew he had to ask. His new bride helped him out.

“I was wondering when you’d get around to that. No Kevin
darling, I haven’t been honest with you. I’ve been
letting you eat other men’s semen out of my fucked pussy
for the whole time you’ve been pleasing me with your
mouth. There, now I’ve said it. I’ve been honest about
those two things. This is good for us to get our
marriage started with a clean slate.”

Her words made me sick, not physically, but emotionally.
After all, I’d recognized the taste of cum after the
first thug creamed down my throat. I was too scared to
get sick, especially when I thought about how similar it
was to the substance I regularly sucked and swallowed
form my lovely fiancee’s wet, reddish and slightly
swollen cunt lips. I thought originally it was just a
coincidence until the rape thugs had me clean her well-
fucked pussy orally between the fucks they gave her.

“K-Karen, h-how could you d-do this to me? D-Do you love
o-or care for m-me a-at all?”

“It’s because I love you so much is the reason I fed you
my gooey snatch made that way by men who don’t love me
the person, as opposed to me the easy piece of ass. Your
innocence and naivete, just made me emotionally love you
even more than I could any other man. You see, my deep
love involves making sure you will give me unselfish
love. That’s the only way I can feel a deep emotional
loving bond to the man I want to be my husband. Your
virginity and lack of sexual experience set the stage
for me to help you become the husband of my dreams. So
you see my love, what I did, I did for us and to bond us
closer.”

Virtually speechless, I sat silent as I recalled all the
many times I’d pleased my new wife orally, before our
wedding.

After a while I broke the silence.

“K-Karen, h-how many different m-men are we talking
about?”

“Oh, at least, uh, over a hundred. That is, while we
were dating and engaged. I guess you might refer to me
as a slut, honey. I have a hard time turning down big
hard dicks when they are offered to me.”

I again went silent for a few more moments. She was
driving at the time. I also noticed something of a
slight smirking smile on her face, in the dim light of
the vehicle, as she peered into the lighted darkness of
the highway. She then broke the silence.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“K-Karen, y-you can’t expect u-us to stay married a-
after all this.”

“Why not? You still love me, don’t you?”

“W-Well yes, b-but, oh, I-I don’t know. S-So much has
happened today. It-It’s not every day one gets married,
raped, and find out his new bride is a slut who has been
feeding him her fuck juices mixed with that of over a
100 men over 15 months.”

By this time we were pulling into the driveway at
Karen’s parent’s home. It’d only been eight hours ago
since we’d departed there to begin our honeymoon. We
decided to return to Karen’s home since it was
relatively close and would give us a place to regroup,
compose, and of course clean up after our ordeal.

I told my in-laws everything, as best I could, in a
factual manner. However, to my surprise, Karen, my new
wife, constantly chimed in with words that praised our
attackers’ cock size, longevity before coming, and the
amount of semen they produced. She did so with alacrity
and cheerfulness in her voice, rather than with any
indications that she’d been terrorized and brutally
raped.

I, to say the least, was very displeased at her actions.

“Kevin, I understand you not wanting it to be known you
two were raped, but it is a bit unfair for Karen to
carry the burden of that without you doing the same.
However, Kevin, if they catch the scoundrels, it’ll come
out anyway.” Karen’s mother said as she sipped leisurely
on a drink.

“That’s right Kevin. However, since you two raped
lovebirds can’t come to agreement on reporting the
incident to the police, and neither of you were really
harmed, why not just forget about it. Now why don’t we
all get some sleep and look upon tomorrow as a new day.”
Karen’s father said as we sat around the kitchen table
partaking of snacks and drinks.

I didn’t like the idea or could believe Karen’s parents
took this whole incident so calmly. However, I was too
tired and frustrated to do anything else other than get
some sleep. I was really upset that my new wife seemed
to relish what had occurred.

After retiring to bed, I couldn’t quite settle down
mentally. I considered asking my new bride for sex, but
she quickly took care of that for me.

“Kevin darling, it’s a shame you didn’t get some first
before the guys, especially since I’m just too tired
now. Goodnight darling, I’ll take care of you tomorrow.
Okay? And don’t look so downtrodden and looking like
you’ve lost you last friend. I’m your wife now. I love
you despite all the things that have happened. We’re
going to start with a clean slate so we can get this
marriage off to a good start. Anyway, get some sleep; I
have some more good news about us tomorrow. Good night,
I-I’m soooo tired.” Karen was fast asleep in a few
seconds as I looked down upon her beautiful enticing
form.

*** A SECRET CHAT WITH MY IN-LAWS ***

I was awaken early by Karen’s father and asked to come
to the kitchen for a talk. He did so in a way that
didn’t disturb his daughter. She didn’t seem to notice
as I slipped from the bed and went downstairs.
Karen’s mother was up too. She’d prepared a hot pot of
coffee.

“Morning, my new son-in-law.”

I returned my new mother-in-law’s greeting.

As I took my first sip of the hot coffee, I wondered
what was behind this meeting.

To my utter surprise, I would soon find out in a way I’d
never imagined.

My in-laws told me they wanted me to watch a video and
explain a few things to me, while Karen was still
sleeping. It was then that Mr. Rich pressed the VCR
remote and the TV screen lit up with scenes that
instantly looked rather familiar to me. After a few
moments, it hit me like a rock. It was a videotape of me
and my new bride being raped.

Bewildered and speechless, I had all sorts of questions
as to how they’d gotten such a tape. It took me a few
moments to settle down. I was very disturbed and
devastated at the explanation given me.

“Yes Kevin, it was dirty of us to have six men rape you
two, on the day of your wedding, especially before you
even got some of her first.” Mr. Rich, Karen’s father
said.

“Yes it was Kevin dear, but it was the only way we knew
to give you the incentive you needed to stay married to
Karen after you found out the real truth about your new
bride, our daughter. We weren’t worried about Karen
being fucked by a strange group of big dick men. We knew
she could handle that many dicks and more as well as
what the guys had in their pants. However, we didn’t
mean for the biggest cocks to fuck you, only the smaller
ones, at least that’s what the men promised my husband.
Isn’t that right dear?”

“That’s right Kevin, but they told us your ass was too
good looking to pass up, especially since they got their
dick heads in so easily. They said after that, it seemed
like your ass was made to be fucked. Once that was
known, your ass pussy became a cock magnet too. You
aren’t queer or have been fucked before have you?”

“Of course not! Mr. Rich, your having had me go take
that morning physical at the doctor in the early morning
was all part of the plan wasn’t it? That is to take an
enema and get my ass hole stretched under the guise of a
colon exam. Wasn’t it?”

“I told you this kid was sharp, didn’t I?” He said
directing his words at this wife, all the while wearing
a wide grin on his face.

“He is very perceptive. An excellent quality he’ll need
as our son-in-law. Kevin, we knew you were the right man
to marry our daughter. You two hit it off so well. You
were logical, rather reserved, and in a word just plain
nice.” My new bride’s father said as I sat astonished
and shocked at what had recently been revealed.

True, I wasn’t physically hurt in the rape, but more
ashamed than anything. After all Id swallowed 8 hot
heavy gooey slimy loads of jism and been fucked up my
ass 4 times.

I was so dumfounded that everything had been videotaped
for the rapist’s clients, my in-laws.

“Yes Kevin dear, you were ideal for our Karen in so many
ways, especially your naivete, and acclimated taste for
used drippy pussy. You were the answer to a prayer,
especially after you were willing to be content with
just a peck on the cheek for several weeks, then a
French Kiss, then a cunt kiss, and later a cunt suck,
rather than demanding to get in her pussy, like almost
all her dates did, and usually on their first date.” My
new mother-in-law’s words kept him speechless.

“Yes Kevin you were indeed a blessing to us. The real
reason is that we wanted to make sure our little girl
was properly married if she ever got the urge to have
babies by the well-endowed men she likes to fuck. You
see, her mother and I knew that sooner or later she or
some uncaring low life was going to force the issue and
demand she get swollen to prove her love to either him
or his big dick. Men who are hung generally think
they’re not bound to any one woman, especially one they
talk into letting them knock her up.”

“My husband’s right Kevin dear. We knew it would just be
a matter of time. Our daughter is somewhat of a tramp,
but we wanted her to be properly married and have a
“nice” husband who could be a helpmate to her should she
starts such a thing.” Mrs. Rich, his mother-in-law
didn’t bat an eyelash as she spoke and characterized her
daughter, Kevin’s new wife, so negatively.

“Y-You c-can’t mean s-she’d do that t-to me besides t-
the other t-thing that she’s…” Kevin finally was able
to speak, but stammered badly at all the new heretofore-
unknown information he’d never dreamed could ever be
told him.

“Not only can, but has done. Yes Kevin, besides feeding
you her juicy pussy, which had other men’s fuck in it
99% of the time, we’re going to be grandparents and you
a daddy. You married a pregnant tramp, our daughter. She
let us know, hasn’t she told you yet?”

Upon hearing this more devastating news, I stood
straight up, and not knowing what else to do, slumped
back down in my chair. After all, so much had happened
to him in the last 24 hours. I felt a twinge in my rear
as I sat down. An obvious reminder of the big spurting
dicks that had been in me over the last 24 hours.

“Kevin, you’re a logical fellow. One who is a careful
thinker who analyses things before he acts. We’re
counting on your good judgment to see that our
daughter’s problem, is one that’ll have to run its
course. You know, burn itself out. I know she’ll be able
to overcome her little malady with you by her side as a
loving caring spouse.” Karen’s Father, Mr. Rich spoke in
such an endearing tone.

“Yes Kevin, Karen is a good girl. Her only problem is
that she likes to put out, and I really mean put out, to
men who are hung and basically see her as an easy piece.
It thrills her to be an easy piece.”

“My wife is right Kevin, our daughter is still going
through a stage where her sexual hypersensitivity was
higher than normal during puberty and hasn’t come down
to the more modest levels one would expect for a young
woman her age. The best thing to happen and come along
in her life, and she admits it frequently, is you. She
sees you as someone to help dampen this anomalous lusty
streak in her makeup.”

“It can be a mean streak at times, in her otherwise
gentle nature. She adores your innocence and caring
affectionate nature. It’s also the reason she wouldn’t
get off any for you – that is, wouldn’t let you put it
in – and only let you eventually lick her muff, for the
time you two were steadies and engaged.” Karen’s mother
spoke in a serious tone. However, the slight smirking
grin on my father-in-law’s face didn’t set well with me.

I could only look at them both in wonderment.

“She told us every time she fed you her used, oozing
juicy snatch. She knew it was wrong, but it thrilled and
exhilarated her so to know that you, Mr. Nice, was
eating another man’s `fuck slime’ – her word’s Kevin,
not ours.” The same smile, now on Mrs. Rich’s face, was
no better. Kevin could only hang his head in despair at
what had happened, and was happening to him.

“Yes Kevin, we know you to be a person who weighs the
facts and looks at things in a clear light. We see you
as a new husband that knows he’s nowhere as endowed as
the men his new bride is attracted too and almost always
has, or will have sex with. Now that she has bitten off
the forbidden tree of getting pregnant by such men, she
at least has a loving husband to bring the babies of her
adulterous sluttish fucking home to. Being her helpmate
and in love with her too, you must be prepared to accept
her activities and forgive her by accepting these babies
your own, without probing interrogative questions.
People who love each other don’t point fingers at each
other, and they never fail to forgive each other, as
many times as necessary.” Karen’s father said.

“Yes Kevin, you must not be too proud to accept and love
babies your new wife will have by other men. You must
accept them as your own children and raise them as such.
My husband and I see you as an honest upright caring
husband that won’t stoop so low as to let the innocence
of the babies brought to you, hinder you from being
secure in your manhood or from performing your husbandly
duties and obligations for babies delivered by your
wife.” Mrs. Rich spoke.

“Yes my son, we see you as very secure in your
convictions of love for our daughter and just can’t
envision you not doing the right things. Things such as
not being overwhelmed by teasing tormenting rumors that
your close friends, co-workers, maybe even your bosses
and/or church members are fucking your lovely wife and
may even father a few kids for your growing family.” Mr.
Rich spoke again.

“And Kevin, even though she’s a very nice girl at heart
and in general will be a great wife to you and mother,
her pleasure of humiliating you a bit will be too much
of a temptation for her to resist. It’s mean of her to
do so, but you’ll have to adapt to her not so secret
lovers and studs knowing that she’ll probably demand you
wear a prophylactic when she’s not pregnant and that
you’ll always suck her gooey snatch, especially after
she’s been out on dates. As you might suspect, they more
than likely won’t use rubbers whether she’s pregnant or
not. And Kevin, other women for you are not part of the
equation. If you do, we’re prepared to use this video to
ruin you if you cheat on our daughter. You see, we’ll
edit out all the parts about her and it’ll just show you
pleasing a bunch of big dick men in a leisurely manner.”
Mrs. Rich spoke in a very straightforward manner that
had an imperious tone to it.

“Kevin, if nothing else, being married will help you get
over being jealous. You can’t get hung up over others
fucking her. Maybe jealous of another sucking her cunt
after it’s fucked and filled, that is, unless someone
gives you some competition in an area, otherwise that
you should be the sole master of that domain.” Mr. Rich
said.

“And Kevin, after the first couple of kids, you’ll lose
all remnants of insecurity at not helping make kids in
your wife. You’ll become less sensitive as others
populate your wife’s womb and your family for you.”
Again, Mrs. Rich’s words may have been well meaning, but
what she said and that look on her face made me cringe,
as well as very red in the face.

It was at this point that Karen walked in and joined in
on the strange, on-going conversation.

After discovering her parent’s scheme that had been
perpetrated upon us, Karen was elated and thanked them
for such a wonderful gift. She also told me her planned
surprise, which now had been revealed earlier by her
parents. In a cavalier manner, she proclaimed she
thought she knew who the father was, but will be sure
when the baby is born.

Her parents didn’t seem the least bit surprised. It
seems that I was the only one that was shocked.

OUR MARRIAGE OVER THE YEARS

As we re-started our honeymoon the next day, I could
tell my ass was feeling more normal. I wish my in-laws
hadn’t done this to me. Sucking 6 men’s dicks was bad
enough – I wonder why so many? I guess they were right.
With so many, I did get relaxed and accepting of what
the men wanted of me. Apparently, it showed on the
video. After the second iron hard cock was thrust in me,
it didn’t appear I was offering much, if any,
resistance. Hence, I guess someone could easily get the
impression I was a white sissy queer, willingly giving
up head and ass and letting a group of well-hung black
dudes pull a train on me.

If I didn’t want to be ruined professionally, I had no
choice but to be a good husband to my new slut-bride.

I know it’s useless to resist having my wife straddle my
upturned head with her adulterous sopping wet cunt,
slimy, and drippy with viscous fuck fluids of another
man, or men, as she scrubs and rubs my face with her
snatch. I do what she desires of me. I simply lick, suck
and swallow.

However, I have to admit, I’ve become acclimated to the
taste and the delight of hearing her moan and get off
because of my tongue action. I’ve tried to convince
myself that I don’t enjoy being smothered by used pussy.
A pussy that many others fuck and one I suck more than I
fuck. However, I keep wondering why I get such a strong
erection as I tongue clean the oozing creamy spent sperm
of so many men.

After Karen had her fourth baby from one of her many
lovers, I finally resigned myself to being a daddy for
other men’s kids, but never the real father of children
bearing my name. I lamented at the time it was taking
for my wife’s sluttish streak to run its course and burn
itself out – her parent’s prediction, remember?

On the other hand, my wife’s philosophy doesn’t seem to
have a timetable.

“Kevin honey, the only way I see to get men to stop
hounding me for some, is to put out and fuck them until
they’re too tired to want more.”