Author: Jon Maddux

Written as a project for alesha4all! I hope its everything you wanted it to be!

Righteous Wife

CHAPTER 1:

   My uncle Frank is on his death bed, dying of lung cancer, his 3 pack a day habit finally caught up with him.  He is 11 years older than me and for some reason has called me to his side, of course I can’t refuse.

   I enter the room and he waves everyone else out and it’s now just the two of us.

“Jon, I need you to do something for me.  I know I can trust you and it would kill your mom and grandma if this stuff was found.  About 15 years ago I was involved with a club for swingers and those who like to experiment with various sexual exploits.  I had a camera hidden in my vent and I recorded dozens & dozens of encounters with married couples, mostly so I could watch them later for my own pleasure, I hadn’t met your aunty yet and I needed something to help me through the slow times.”

   “You can count on me uncle Frank I won’t let you down, just tell me where the tapes are and I will make sure no one finds them.”

   “Thanks Jon, the tapes are in my old army footlocker in the basement.  The key is taped to the back of the clock hanging on the basement wall next to my work bench.  Thanks kid, you can send in the family now.”

   I hug Uncle Frank and leave, wanting to beat the family back to him and Aunty Gwen’s house.  I find the key and open the locker, and it’s full of VHS tapes.  I throw them in a trash bag and head off for my house.

CHAPTER 2:

   I hadn’t thought much of the tapes over the last couple of months, what with Uncle Frank’s death and all, but now things are slowing down and I have time to be bored so I pick them up and begin putting them in the VCR one at a time.

   I watch hours of tape and most of the women are very sexy; Uncle Frank had an eye for the ladies, that’s for sure.  Numerous times I have to stop and beat my dick due to arousal.  I continue watching a tape a day and weeding out the few ugly women or crappy quality ones and make a pile of the keepers.  As I am going through them I can’t help but notice who the woman looks like.  I turn the sound up and watch.  Sure as shit it has to be!!!

   Back then she was Elizabeth the sex freak, now I knew her as Mrs. Elizabeth Howard, the esteemed Reverend Howard’s wife, from Trinity Baptist church, one of the largest and most extravagant churches in the city, hell the state more than likely.

   I found four more videos of her, bringing the total to five.  The length of them ranged from an hour to almost seven hours.  While I saw her getting buck wild for hours I never saw her swallow and I never saw her take it in her sexy round ass, I love anal so I always look for that in my porn.

   I transferred them all to DVD and pondered what to do with them.  Mrs. Howard was now a married mother with 4 kids, she was respected and they had made millions and millions from the church.  She did look a little different now also.  Her body was probably a size 10, hair raven black and shoulder length, B cup breasts that were so pert everyone knew she had them lifted but didn’t come out and say it.  Her ass was still very round and meaty and kids had spread her hips nice and wide!  Then it dawned on me, if anyone found out about her swinging past, they would be ruined, flat broke!  I wonder, would she be willing to make a deal to keep things quiet?

CHAPTER 3:

   I thought I should have a little fun with Mrs. Howard so I made some video captures and put together a handful of the sauciest pics.  Since the pastor’s wife and deacons all have their unofficial assigned seats, everyone knows where they sit.  I made my way around the church casually before the service began, shaking hands and fellowshipping so as not to draw any attention.  When I passed by the seat she always occupies I swapped her Hymnal with the one I had placed the pictures inside.

   I sat off to the side so I would have a good angle and waited.  The service began and eventually everyone took out their Hymnals to make that joyous noise for the Lord.  When she opened hers the pictures slid out onto her lap!  She quickly noticed how vulgar they were and shoved them into her pocket without giving them a second glance, then peered around to see if anyone near her had noticed their content, no one but me noticed a thing.

   Some time went by before she made her way along the side of the room to the exit near the restrooms.  I knew she was going to the bathroom in order to preview the pictures, I wondered if she would look them over and if she would recognize herself in them, I sat patiently and waited.

   Elizabeth returned a few minutes later and her red face told me instantly she had not just looked the pictures over but recognized herself in them.  She kept her eyes low, not making eye contact with anyone as she took her seat.  Elizabeth casually began looking around, probably trying to figure out who had placed them there, if there was a familiar face in the crowd.  I couldn’t help but laugh inside, since she looked right at me several times and had no idea it was I who put them there, she was looking for a face from her past, and mine was a blank to her, at least for now!

CHAPTER 4:

   I take my laptop and go by the church’s admin offices where Mrs. Howard works.  It’s a large open floor plan with one office in each corner.  The offices aren’t private really; they are made of glass and have no blinds, intentionally so that there is an air of openness.  The church likes everyone to think they have nothing to hide.

   I enter and ask to speak with Mrs. Howard.  After almost an hour they take me in and I sit down at her desk and open my laptop.

   “Hello, Jon is it?”

   “Yes ma’am, Jon, Jon Wilson.  I believe you knew my Uncle Frank, Frank Wilson?”

   She looks startled at hearing his name.  She gets up and closes the door.  They may be able to see us, but clearly she doesn’t want anyone to hear us.

   “I haven’t heard that name in a very long time Jon, is there a reason you are here talking about ghosts from the past?”

   “Absolutely Mrs. Howard!  I want you to watch the screen and tell me why I am here; I believe you had a little preview the other day during service.”

   I press play on media player and the file opens.  It’s a greatest hits type compilation I have put together.  She sees herself kneeling down, sucking, fucking, being fucked, and taking loads on her face.

   “Where did you get this?”  Her skin turns ghost white!

   “Where isn’t important Mrs. Howard, or how about I call you Liz?”

   “You’re here with this filth for a reason, so speak your piece!”

   “I had thought about posting it on the internet, maybe sending out copies to the media, perhaps your friends and family, or I may just leave a DVD at the church, under each pew some Sunday?”

   “You wouldn’t, you can’t!  We would be ruined; you wouldn’t want to do this to my husband, my kids, not even if you hated me!”

   “Are you willing to perhaps trade something for my silence Liz?”

   “Anything, I have money, if that’s what you desire then fine, I can make you a rich man Jon!”

   “Oh its not money I desire Liz.  I am more interested in baser things, things that won’t cost you one red cent!”  She notices me trying to look down her v-neck blouse.

   She sits back, robbing me of the view of her small pert bra clad breasts.  “Are you serious?  I am a respected, married woman, a lady.  You think I would do that to my husband?”

   “Liz if this tape ends up in public hands, you won’t have a husband, you won’t have a fine home, prestigious position, or kids in private school; you my dear will have nothing!  So you are either willing to lose it all now or you are willing to do whatever it takes to preserve your way of life!”

   She thinks for a few minutes, sitting there saying nothing.  “What do you have in mind?  Its not like I have a choice is it Jon?  Tell me, will you enjoy being with a woman who just lays there like she is dead?  Will you enjoy raping a devout married mother, because anything I do, I am not doing because I want it!”

   “I can care less if you want me or not, I want you and that’s all that matters.  Now, why don’t you open another button on that blouse and show me you’re serious by leaning forward again so I can see the top  of those beautiful round breasts!”

   A tear appears in the corner of her eye as she glances through the windows to see if anyone is looking and then carefully opens a button and leans forward, giving me a beautiful down blouse view of her lace bra and plump small breasts.

   “Very well Liz, we will meet again soon.”  I take her business card from the holder on her desk.

   “I will call you with a date and time for us to meet and discuss the details of what you’re going to be expected to do and how I will want some things to be handled.  Until then Liz.”

   She says nothing as I walk out of her office and disappear back into the crowd outside.  She is about to become a play toy for a very devious man and she has no idea what I have in store for her, too bad!

CHAPTER 5:

   I spend almost 2 weeks compiling a demented list of the most humiliating things I can dream up and then almost an entire day researching toys and ordering items from the internet.

   After 2 weeks have passed I call her while she is working. “Liz, it’s Jon, keep yourself free for lunch, I think we need to discuss some things!”

   Stuttering and shocked to hear from me, she had thought maybe I would drop it and not carry through on my plan, “I, I am free I suppose.  Where would you like me to meet you?”

   I wanted a place out of the way, if her friends discovered our tryst and arrangement then her husband might find out and my whole plan would be ruined.  “The café on 21st and Elm will do nicely, be there at noon!”  I hang up without waiting for her reply.

   I sit at a booth in the corner of the café and wait.  Liz walks in dressed in a very feminine outfit, the usual for her.  She sits down and I pull out my list.  Once we order lunch and are alone I begin to lay out what I have in store for her.

   “I see your wearing a bra!  You will go to the restroom and remove it as well as any panties you have on and bring them back and hand them to me.”

   “You can’t be serious Jon?” I nod, letting her know I am serious and say nothing, just waiting for her to do as she is told.

   She hesitatingly heads to the restroom and in a few minutes returns.  She sits down and opens her purse and then attempts to hand her underwear to me under the table.  “Across the top of the table Liz, give everything you took off to me, and do so slowly so anyone watching can see what you’re giving me”

   Her face turns beet red as she coyly reaches her hand towards me, her bra strap and panties easily discernable to anyone who happens to be looking.  I take them and place them on the table in the neat ball she has handed them to me in, laying them against the wall out of our way.  I want to make sure the waitress is able to see them as she waits on us.

   “Isn’t that liberating Liz; for your breasts to be unrestricted and able to hang freely?”  The waitress brings our plates, eying the lingerie, then quickly glancing at Liz, she smiles and walks away.  Liz is completely humiliated and I can see it on her face.

   “I am going to explain the new rules to you Liz; you will follow them to the letter!  You will not argue, you will not accidentally forget.  Any act however small of non compliance will result in our relationship terminating and every picture and video I have going public!  Think hard, are you 100% devoted to keeping your past a secret?  Are you willing to do what I ask, what I demand, without fail?”

   She sits quietly, pondering what I have said.  “Yes Jon, it’s not like your leaving me any choice or way out of this, are you?  Either I do as you ask and trust you to uphold your end or I face being humiliated and everything I have being lost.  I’ll do as you ask, just tell me what you want”

   “Most of my demands are simple, they aren’t difficult.  First, from now on, you will not shave your pubic hair; it will not be trimmed in any way.  You likewise will not shave or trim your underarms.  Those areas will be kept natural.  How you explain this to your husband is not my concern.  Given that you frequently wear short sleeved and sleeveless shirts, how you explain your underarms to friends is also your problem, but you will not change the type of clothing you wear.

   Your vagina will from now on be titled your babyhole.  You will not wear panties so that your babyhole is always bare and available for use.  There may be times I stop by your office or invite you to lunch and perform on-the-spot inspections, or possibly I may desire a nooner.  If you wish to wear nylons they will be thigh highs.  Again your babyhole will always be left uncovered for my access.  These are your first set of instructions; there will be more once you have proven you can follow something this simple.  You don’t ask questions, you will do as I have stated.

   I also want you to begin timing sex with your husband.  I want you to pay attention and note how long it takes him to cum from the time he enters you until he is done.  Write the time in a log & ensure you bring it to our meetings.”

   With that I place a 20$ on the table and leave.  Her eyes red and tearing as I walk out, I say nothing else.

CHAPTER 6:

   I let her alone for several days, allowing her to sink into a routine, before I call her for a lunch date.  “Liz its Jon, meet me at the Motor Inn, room 212, now!”

   She arrives a short time later and I invite her inside.  She is wearing a very feminine summer dress with short sleeves; one I had seen her in many times before.  The material is that light cotton type, her breasts sit naturally, it’s easy to see she isn’t wearing bra.

   “Have a seat Liz,” pointing to the bed.  I lock the door and pull the curtains so we have some privacy.  “I have been watching you for a few days now and I will say I am impressed, not once have I observed you out in public wearing a bra.  I trust your also not wearing panties?”

   She shook her head, “no, I have been bare as you demanded.”

   “Today Liz I am going to try you out, sample your body and see what areas we need to work on. 

   I will tell you this, when I request oral sex, you will provide it by always being on your knees.  Oral will never be given by you in any position other than on your knees unless I tell you differently.  If we are in a hotel room with a balcony you will take your position in front of the patio door with the curtains open so anyone who wishes may watch you service me!

   You will always place your left hand on my stomach so your wedding ring is visible.  You will form an O with your mouth and place your right hand behind your back.  All that will be required of you at that point is to remain completely still and look up at me until I am done with you.  Do you understand that?”

   She looks at me quizzically, and then nods in agreement.  “Good, then assume the oral position Liz!”

   Dutifully she kneels; as she does I step up in front of her and remove my pants and boxer briefs, exposing my hard cock to her.  She places her left hand on my stomach, saying nothing; she places her right hand behind her back, forms an O with her mouth and looks up, waiting.

   “I am sure your husband has never fucked your mouth!  Sure you have probably given him a blow job, but your about to learn giving a blow job and giving head are distinctly different!  You will learn a woman’s holes are there to provide a man pleasure, any other use they have is an after thought!”

   With that I place the tip to her lips and enter her mouth.  Tears begin flowing down her beautiful cheeks, but she doesn’t move, she remains still as a statue.

   I hold her head firmly and begin to work my hips, slowly sliding my cock in and out of her married motherly mouth.  As though she can read my mind, before I say it, her tongue presses upwards against the underside of my cock.  I fuck her mouth slowly, taking my time to defile and humiliate her, in no hurry.  After about 15 minutes I know her mouth has to be cramping but I want her to hurt, I want her to understand giving head is about a mans pleasure, not her discomfort, she has to learn a woman’s focus should be on making sure the man enjoys her hole to the utmost!

   Once I can see the discomfort turn to pain by her facial expressions I begin ravaging her mouth.

   “That’s it Liz, take my cock, take it in the head like a good woman!  You need to learn this hole is meant for my pleasure and your pain and discomfort have no place nor bearing in the bedroom!”

   I near orgasm; “when I cum I will push my cock deeper, into your throat.  You had better not throw up, relax your throat and let the cum slide down your throat!  Only the first of it will go down your throat.  When I pull my cock back you will stick your tongue out and let it catch the rest of my load.  When I am done you will gargle it so I know you’ve tasted it and then you will swallow and open your mouth to show me it’s empty.”

   I push my cock deep into her mouth and the end enters her throat.  Her eyes instantly water more!  My balls and lower back tighten and I feel her neck contract as she wretches.  As she does I explode, spraying a large stream directly down her throat.

   “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

    I immediately pull out so she wont puke my cum up and grasp my cock.  She sticks her tongue out as I stroke my cock spraying streams of cum on her lips and tongue.  The look in her eyes is priceless, defeat apparent in them.  I grab her left hand and milk my cock dry on her wedding ring.  I want her to remember this every time she looks at the symbol of her love.

   “Gargle it and then you may swallow!”

   I hear her gargling it and she gulps a few times, trying to swallow all the thick liquid.  She opens her mouth and looks up at me, her mouth is empty.

      “Now Liz, lie down on the bed and slide your dress up so I can see your babyhole!”

The hair is thick and dark, so sexy!  I lie down next to her and take her left hand and place it on my cock.

    “Stroke my cock and get me hard so we can try out this beautiful babyhole of yours Liz!  You will only touch my cock with your left hand unless I tell you differently!”

   She takes my cock in her hand and gently begins to massage my limp cock.  The cum still sticky on me as she moves her hand around and back and forth.  She lays there staring at the ceiling, not showing any real interest or emotion, just as she had said she would do.

   As she plays with my cock I reach up under her dress and gently and slowly massage her small pert breasts.  I alternate playing with her mommy tummy, the pudge is so sexy, that soft tummy only a mother can have.

   Minutes later my cock is rock hard and ready to go once more.  I let her continue her efforts until I am leaking precum again, ready to violate her!

   I glance at the clock to note my start time.  This way I can make my own log of how long it takes me to fuck her for later reference.

   “Open your legs wider!”  I take my place between them and push them up so her knees press to her breasts.

   “Reach down with your left hand and place my cock to your babyhole!”

   Robotically she does so and I roll her knees up more and push my cock to her dry babyhole.

   “A good mother should be able to take a mans cock fully in one stroke with no lube Liz!  If your hole is kept properly stretched your body will welcome a cock at any time!”

   I shove hard and her dry hole fights my cock, the forceful dry intrusion tears at her labia and she cries out.  “Ohhhhhhh, please!  Just go slow, I’m not wet yet!”

   I drive into her and my cock literally tears her open and sinks into her.  “We are definitely going to have to work on this hole!  When I get done with it, it will take my cock at any time, wet or dry, just like a good babyhole should!”

   I feel the head impact her cervix and I still have close to an inch of cock left.  I love the depth a man can get with a woman in this position and I push deeper, letting my head wedge into her cervical opening.

   “Nooooooooo! Not so deep, please, please, it hurts so bad, please stop!

   I don’t even answer her; I simply begin battering her cervix over and over hard and fast.  Her hole becomes wetter as I abuse it and with the wetness the fact she has given birth becomes more and more obvious.  Thankfully I got close enough when she was dry and the lack of friction that is becoming more noticeable wont be an issue.

   “Take it in the babyhole like a good wife!” I drive it in hard!  “Where do you want my cum Liz?  Where do you want it?”

   Certain she could care less but would say anything to end her pain she quickly replies back.  “In my babyhole, please cum, please make the pain stop!”

   With her words, hearing a beautiful married mother beg for my cum, it sends me over the top and with my cock head wedged into her cervical opening my balls explode, spilling my seed directly into her womb.

   I roll off her and look at the clock.  “9 minutes Liz!  Now put those pillows under your ass and close your legs.  Stay that way until I tell you different.  I want to make sure that my cum gets as deep in you as possible so it wont seep out before you get home to your husband!”

   She sobs and cries softly as she lays there, legs together with a pillow under her ass, allowing my cum the deepest possible access to her body.  Twenty minutes pass and I get up and begin getting dressed.

   “You can go back to work or straight home, makes no difference to me but you can leave now.  Next time I will spend some time pleasuring your precious hole, we’ll see how many orgasms you can stand before you beg me to stop!”

   She says nothing.  She washes her face and tries to make sure she doesn’t look like she has just been savagely fucked and filled with a strangers cum.  As she walks to the door to leave she looks over at me as I tie my shoes.

   “So Jon was it everything you thought it would be?”

  

   She nods, “Was this the first time you ever raped a woman, was raping me everything you though it would be?  I say that because I want you to know, just because I didn’t fight you, it doesn’t change what you did, you raped me!  I hope you feel good about yourself!”

   I smile, “it felt great Liz!  If raping you feels this good then I want to rape you every day!  You think I care if you call it rape?  You’re in this mess because you care more about your money and lifestyle than you do that babyhole I just beat up!  Go home, kiss your husband with the lips you just had on my cock and wait until I call you again!”

   She lowers her head, my words apparently cutting into her, and then walks out.

  

CHAPTER 7:

   I call her to set up a date the following week and learn that Aunt Flo is in town and won’t be leaving for 2 more days.  What choice do I have but to wait it out?  My balls grow heavier every day; I abstain from any relief other than Liz.

   Her period behind her now I set up our next date.  I have instructed her to take the day off work and meet me at the Holiday Inn, I’m in room 301.  She knocks on the door around 10:00 and I let her in.

   She stands there with a blank look.  “Liz, whenever we meet, you are to sit with your legs spread, your dress will be hiked up far enough I have a view of that babyhole!  Whether it’s in the privacy of this room or a public setting, I will always be able to view that babyhole is this clear?”

   She nods in agreement and sits on the edge of the bed as I have directed.  I eye her pubic mound and note how sexy her breasts look laying naturally under her dress, a noticeable sag to them.

    “Go ahead and undress Liz, then lay down on the bed.  Today we are going to begin your training full force.  I didn’t think to ask you before but I figured I should, are you on any form of birth control?”

   Robotically she begins undressing, dropping her sun dress to the floor, no lingerie underneath as is my rule, her dark brown thick mound of hair stands out easily as the sun shines in through the window.

   “You’re asking me that now?  You have sex with me, unprotected sex, flood me with semen, and two weeks later you ask if I am on birth control?”  She gives a sarcastic laugh.  “No, I’m not!  I went to the drugstore across town after our last encounter and had the pharmacist give me a Plan B! Surely you didn’t expect me to roll the dice with you?”

   “Actually that’s exactly what you’re going to begin doing!  From now on, you will take no measures to abstain from pregnancy!  Within the next two, maybe three months, you will be pregnant and you will beg for it!  If for some reason you aren’t pregnant our deal is null and void and you can kiss your lavish lifestyle and family farewell!”

   “You can’t be serious?  You want me to bear your child?  Are you insane?”

   “Perhaps I am, but if you enjoy your lavish lap of luxury and the riches you now have that’s exactly what will occur!  I won’t negotiate, take my demands as is or walk out the door.  You should probably just go straight home and begin packing if you walk out!”

   Her eyes tear up instantly as it dawns on her, she really has no choice.  Either she ends up broke with nothing, right back in the trailer park she left as a child, or she goes through with my demand.  Through broken sobs she replies.

   “You said I would ask for it?  That’s your rule?  That I have to ask for it before you will inseminate me?”

   “Yes, Liz!  You will ask me to impregnate you, or at the very least what you will beg me for will be the reason you are impregnated!  You have my word; I will not physically force you to become pregnant.  It will only happen because of your desire, do we have a deal?”

   Sure there is no possible way she would ask, let alone beg for a stranger’s child to grow in her womb she concedes.  “Yes, we have a deal, so long as your word is kept!”

   With that she lays back on the bed, sprawled naked, waiting for she assumes, me to mount her.  What happens next is I begin handcuffing her to the bed, both wrists!

   “Why are you handcuffing me?”

   “Because I want to ensure you cannot get loose from and spoil your training session.  Just be quiet, relax, and lay there.”

   She lies still as I slide down her body, my hands pushing her thighs apart slowly.  My mouth moves in to her labia, my left hand spreading her lips exposing her clit.  My right hand planted firmly on her femoral artery so I can feel her pulse rate.

   I place my mouth over her clit and begin suckling her clit.  It responds by engorging with blood, swelling up.  I suckle it for a while until I am satisfied it is as engorged as it can be, knowing the more swollen it is the more sensitive it is.  Her pulse rate is beginning to speed up, I know she is becoming aroused whether she tries to hide it or not.

   My tongue begins gliding over it slowly and lightly; playing with it and her, not wanting her to cum too soon.  I flatten my tongue, lapping her clit as a kitten would milk.  Not enough direct stimulation to do more than spin her up and make her desire an orgasm.

   After about 10 minutes of teasing her I rake the tip of my tongue across her clit.  Her back arches and her body responds, her pulse rate sky rockets almost instantly!  I firmly but slowly dart my tongue up and down over her clit.  Her breathing is growing ragged.

   Another 5 minutes elapse and I can feel her heart beat racing as I release her inner thigh now and gently slide two fingers in to her sopping wet hole.

   Her hips come up to meet my fingers and I lick as I work them into her.

   “Ohhhhhhhhh, yes, please, please don’t stop, it’s been so long for me!”

   Not wanting to disappoint I work her more.  I add another finger; curling three now up inside her along her inner front wall where her g spot hides.  I curl my fingers as I though I am calling her towards me.

   She begins squeaking like a mouse and then slams her hole down on my fingers hard several times and screams aloud as she cums.  I taste her salty orgasm and my three fingers are soaked as her cum flows like lava.

   “Don’t pretend you didn’t need nor want that Liz, we both know different don’t we?”

CHAPTER 8:

   She lies still not moving, only panting.  As she is recovering from her orgasm I move to the next step in my training plan.  I grab my bag and remove a wonderful device I picked up off the internet.  I take both her ankles and pull them spread eagle one at a time and tie her ankles so she is completely immobile now and spread eagled.

   She can only crane her neck to look towards her babyhole and still can’t see much of what is going on between her legs.

   “What, what are you doing now Jon?”

   “Don’t worry yourself Liz; I am preparing to service your babyhole.  This little baby is something I picked up online and it’s suppose to service a woman like no man can as it goes and goes and never tires.  It stays hard and does its job for hours!  I think you will love it, at least at first.”

   I place the device on the bed and wedge the silicone dildo into her sopping wet babyhole.  I plug it in and grab the remote, pulling up a chair beside the bed so I can watch the TV as she is serviced!

   “Liz, the dildo on this device is silicone rubber.  Since you are wet right now it won’t be too bad but as you dry out the machine won’t care. It will continue to bore in and out of you.  You will become dry at some point and the rubber it’s made of will begin to abrade your insides and rub them raw.”

   She begins protesting the absurdity of such a device.  I hold up a large syringe with rubber tubing attached to it.

   “This is the lube you may have Liz.  It’s a little cold because I have had to keep it in my cooler so its viability hasn’t been threatened.  In case you’re wondering, the tube is connected to a fitting on the dildo.  The toy is hollow and when I press the plunger the lube will squirt from the tip of the toy just as a mans cum does from his cock.”

   “What’s the point of this torture session?  You do nothing without a reason you sick twisted bastard!”

   “Well since you asked.  This rather large syringe is filled with my cum!  It’s been kept frozen until this morning as it took me a while to amass such a large amount.  This will be the only lubricant you get.  You of course know your ovulating and you then know what will happen if cum is spilled inside you don’t you Liz?”

   “You son of a bitch!  This is your plan to get me pregnant?”

   “The machine will run for two hours!  You could possibly suffer through it and not get pregnant or you can ask for lubricant to relieve the pain and chaffing inside you.  The choice is yours.”

   I sit down in the chair and press the remote.  The machine begins pumping slowly in and out of her.  The toy itself is wonderful, it’s the same size as my cock; just under 8” long and as wide as three of my fingers, which is conveniently the same with as my wrist.

   I can hear her begin crying at just over 30 minutes.  I know the pain is beginning to set in.

   “Please Jon, please turn it off, I would rather you fuck me with your cock than this thing!  Please just use your cock, just fuck me and cum in me if that’s what you want!”

   “No Liz, I told you what you must do for relief!  All you have to do is ask nicely!  The machine has 1 and a half hours left until it cycles off.”  I turn the speed up a bit and check the depth.  It’s plunging all the way to her cervix on every stroke and pulling all the way out on the back end.  She is being railed completely!  Her labia are red and swollen, inflamed from being pulled in and out as the toy cock enters her.

   At the 45 minute mark or there about she breaks.

   “Please, please Jon, I need lubricant!”

   “You know what the lube is, ask for it nicely!”

   “Please, Jon, will you please cum inside me, please make me pregnant?”

   I depress the plunger a little and squirt maybe 6 teaspoons inside her, timing it so the toy is deeply inside her as I spill it in her.  A stroke or two later and her gaping hole is frothing from the cum.  She literally lets out a sigh of relief.

   This scene plays out several times over the next hour and 15 minutes until she has had almost a cup of  cum sprayed into her fertile womb.  When the timer beeps the machine shuts down and I disconnect the toy leaving it wedged into her, pressed against her cervix.

   “Lift your ass and let me put these pillows under it.  Then close your legs and stay there until I tell you to move.”

   She does so and I watch her for another 20 minutes as her full, corked womb, is left to percolate.  When I am satisfied any egg in her has been found I release her bonds completely and help her sit up.

   “You may get dressed and go home now Liz.  You will not make any stops by the pharmacy this time as I will be watching you closely for the next 4 days!”

   “I just want to go home Jon, I will do as you say, please let me go home now.”

   I help her get dressed.  She is so sore inside she can barely walk.

   “I will have to tell my husband I am sick for a few days, I can’t stand to walk right now I am so sore inside.”

   She limps out and to her car and heads home.  True to my word she begged for my cum and the child it will bring.  I also followed her and watched her for the next four days to ensure she kept her word and she did.  She made no effort to get to a pharmacy.

CHAPTER 9:

   I replay that scene every three or four days for the next two months.  The only change to the scenario is that I have swapped to a larger dildo.  Every two weeks I replace it with a larger one.  For the duration of her ovulation cycle she is only allowed my stockpiled cum for lubricant after that I switch to KY, I figure by now any egg that’s going to be fertilized has been found so I call her for a lunch date.

   She arrives around noon as usual and knocks on the door to the hotel I have given her.

   “Please Liz, come in I am rather eager for what’s about to occur!”

   She looks a bit perplexed but takes her place in typical fashion on the edge of the bed with her legs spread. 

   For several weeks now my machine has jack hammered her babyhole for anywhere from one to four hours a meeting, mostly dependant on her schedule and if she can miss that much work.  She has had the equivalent of nearly 700 men fuck her, bore her hole out, my machine has been effective; still she isn’t as loose as she will become!

    I open a shopping bag and take out a pregnancy test, “here you are Liz, I believe you know how to use one of these!”

   Her head dips low as I can see the fear of what she knows is inevitable sinks in.  She takes the pregnancy test and heads to the bathroom.  As she has also been told previously she knows better than to close the bathroom door.  She is always to hike up her dress and give me option of viewing her as she pees. 

   She sits in full view of me and opens the box, taking out the little stick she places it between her legs and closes her eyes.  I hear the trickle begin, “Liz, I believe you know by now you are to look me in the eyes as you pee?”

   Her head snaps towards me as she makes eye contact.  I love the humiliation a woman gets when she is forced to piss in front of a man, it’s the reason I took the bathroom door off the hinges in my bedroom at home, so my wife has no privacy when she most wants it.

   When she is done she places the stick on the counter by the sink and wipes.  She then returns to the bed and takes her seat again, giving me the perfect view.

   “No reason to sit and do nothing while we wait is there?  Go ahead and get in the head position!”

   She gets up and walks over to the sliding patio style door; she pulls the curtains back and kneels.  Her ankles are crossed and her right hand is behind her back.  It’s a second floor room but the little balcony has a rail instead of a wall so if someone were to look they could easily see us.  I have no idea how many times we have been seen or watched as she has given me head in this manner but it humiliates her none the less.

   I walk over in front of her and drop my pants to the floor; I wear no underwear so my cock springs free and bounces up and down, hard, throbbing as my heart beats.  I edge closer to her mouth and she places her left hand on my stomach so I can see her ring.  She looks up and opens her mouth obediently waiting for cock like a good woman.

   We don’t talk.  I enter her mouth and hold her head.  Her mouth forms the perfect O, allowing her lips to completely cover her teeth and keep them away from my cock.

   I slowly begin to fuck her head!  Every third or fourth stroke I push completely inside her, the head hitting the back of her throat, she gags as usual.  Her throat contracts as she gags but she knows better than to pull away, her eyes watering I enjoy watching, looking as though she is crying as she takes it in the mouth.  In a short time I feel my balls pull up.

   “Squeeze Liz!”

   She takes her left hand and gently squeezes my balls.  She opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out.  At this point she has learned to give head perfectly, she knows her role as a woman, and she has been broken down!

   “Ughhhhhhhhh, ughhhhhhhh!”

   I stroke my cock onto her tongue as I look into her married motherly eyes.  Thick streams of cum pile onto her tongue.  I will typically cum on her tongue this way.  It forces her to taste it and reinforces the fact she is sucking my cock.  Cumming into her throat isn’t degrading enough, she doesn’t taste the cum, cum other than her husbands.  I prefer she taste it and feel it slide down the back of her throat!

   When I am finished I pull my pants up.  “Get the test Liz, I am so excited to see if we have a bun in the oven, aren’t you?” Knowing the truth is irrelevant, I want the fantasy right now.

   She feigns excitement and nods, “Yes Jon, I have been looking forward to this since I first asked for your cum.”

   I want to see her expression; I angle so I can see her as she gets to the counter.  Her face turns white as a sheet; I know the results before she says a word.  Tears instantly begin rolling down her face!  I can see she is trying to hide it but she loses control and begins sobbing openly.

    “No, dear God, no!  Please let it be wrong, please no!”  She walks towards me holding the test.

   I look at it and sure enough, she is pregnant!  “Liz I am so excited!  We're going to have a baby!”  I give her a minute to let it sink in and really hit home.

   “So have you rehearsed the story you’re going to tell your husband yet?  Have you thought up a good lie to tell him?”

   She nods, wiping tears from her face.  “After I asked for your cum the first time, I made sure I put the condom on him and after he came I made sure I was the one who took it off.  I used my finger nails to tear the tip.  I told him the condom broke.  He doesn’t believe in RU-486 or Plan B so he never asked me to do anything like that.  I knew he wouldn’t, he says it’s a sin.  He will assume I got pregnant that night.”

   I smile, “aren’t you a naughty little minx!  I would have never thought of something so cunning!”

   “Bastard!  You’re going to force me to raise your child under his roof for 18 years, looking at it every day knowing it’s yours!  You heartless bastard!”

   “Of course I am Liz, that’s the small price you pay for being a greedy bitch!  You could have backed out at anytime but your love of money is greater than your love for anything else!  You can go back to work now, were done for today!”

   She sits crying on the edge of the bed for several more minutes.  My question answered I tire of waiting and leave her there.  I can’t wait to prepare her babyhole for her next delivery; this is going to be fun!

CHAPTER 10:

   She has been my project sexually for four months now.  The dildo I have worked her up to is 9” long and almost as thick as my forearm.  Today I am going to thoroughly teach her hole its purpose.

   She arrives at the hotel at 10am; she walks in and sits on the edge of the bed as trained.  Her pubic mound is all natural now and fully grown in.

   “Liz, strip.  Today we are going to begin preparing your babyhole for birthing our child but before we do I need to check our progress so far.  I want you to go out and lean against the balcony ledge.”

   This hotel doesn’t have railing it has those small wall type balcony ledges that no one can see through so I need to make this a little more humiliating for her.  She drops her dress to the floor without muttering a word and walks out onto the balcony.  She leans against it with her breasts just this side of the wall so no one can see them from below.

   I want to humiliate her but my fun is dependant on our affair remaining a secret so I dare not risk someone she knows actually being able to tell its her.  I drop my pants and walk over behind her bent body.

   “You may hang your head low Liz so no one can see your face!  Now, place my cock to your babyhole for use!”

   I feel her left hand reach back and take my cock and place it to her dry hole.  I grasp both of her 39” wide hips firmly and hook my hips towards her, wedging the cock head into her dry opening, pausing before I drive it home.

   “Take a deep breath!”  I hear her inhale; I thrust hard forcing my cock into her!  I hear the breath as it’s knocked from her lungs by the force, she whimpers softly.  My hard cock impales her dry cavity making it half way inside on the first thrust.

   “Much better Liz, the first time I fucked this hole it took me several attempts to get my cock in you dry!  It appears we are making some head way on training you to take a cock like a good wife should!”

   I pull back to the tip and drive it completely inside her.  “Owwwwww God no!” She screams as her body is split open.  My cock fully embedded inside her I glance at my watch and begin hammering in and out of her, my hands gripping her hips so tight I see red hand prints forming.

   “Take my cock like a good wife!”  I thrust hard and fast in and out of her wanting to enjoy her before her body betrays her and becomes wet.  I can feel a definite difference in her tightness since I began using the machine on her.  She of course feels tight right now because she is dry but even so, she is noticeably looser.

   “I told you Liz, a good wife should be able to take a cock anytime, anywhere, with no lube!  Your body is a receptacle, it exist to provide pleasure for a man!”

   I feel my balls tighten just as she begins to get wet.  I reach around and now grab two handfuls of her pudgy mommy tummy and when I do it drives me over the edge!

   “Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ugggghhhhh!” Cum sprays and splatters her pregnant babyhole!  I glance to my watch, 14 minutes have passed.  A symptom her hole has been stretched.

   “You can go lay down on the bed now, our next phase of your training is going to begin shortly!”

   She says nothing, turns and walks inside.  “May I use the restroom, your hands gripping my tummy pressed on my bladder?”

   I nod and she walks to the bathroom, leaving the door open she sits, looking at me, she begins to pee.  As she does she yelps aloud!  Her hole obviously chaffed from my assault the pee burns her.  I watch as she wipes and then walks to the bed and lies down.

   “Tell me Liz, have you been keeping the journal I asked for regarding your husbands staying times?”

   “Yes, would you like to see it?  It’s in my purse on the table.”

   I pull it out and begin flipping through the entries.  “It appears your husband is lasting longer and longer as our sessions stretch you out.  Seems he is averaging around 20 minutes now, considering he isn’t dry fucking you that’s pretty decent time.  When I get done with you he won’t be able to cum in your babyhole!

   You are going to learn a babyhole is simply for procreating Liz, babyholes are not meant to provide pleasure!  Men dump their seed in them to create life, but as you will learn, there are other ways a woman gives true pleasure!  I would bet if you weren’t pregnant and he had to wear a condom that time would be at least 30 minutes!”

   “Is your goal to ruin me?  Are you intending to fix me so I cannot make love with my husband?  If you just want to destroy my marriage by destroying our sex life, you have to be insane!  I have had 4 children through natural delivery and haven’t, ruined, it as you would say yet!”

   “Ah yes, natural birth!  Since you mention it, there will also be some rules for your delivery.  You will make sure your husband knows he is to video tape the entire event, to include some nice close up work of your babyhole when the baby actually comes out.  I love seeing a mother stretched during delivery!

   Also, there will be no episiotomy!  A woman will stretch to a certain point and then nature takes over.  You will allow nature to run its course and tear!  You will also accept no drugs of any kind!”

   Her face pales.  “You want me to deliver with no pain killers?”

   “My wife has had every child naturally, in the truest sense of the word, with no pain killers.  There is no reason you can’t do the same!  Women delivered without drugs for thousands of years, its time we make a real woman out of you!”

   I can see her uneasiness and concern over how much it will hurt.  “If I don’t get an episiotomy I could tear upwards though!”

   I know her concerns over this but it has its catch 22.  Tearing is healthier for the mother because it heals quicker.  The downside is, as my own wife found out, if it tears upwards it can damage the urethra which can cause bladder control issues.  My wife now leaks piss when she cums, the harder she cums the more she leaks.  She also can leak if she sneezes, usually 1-2 Tsps.

   “I know what you're thinking.  It’s no concern for me if you tear upwards!  You’re going to deliver naturally just as my wife did.  If you leak a little piss the rest of your life that’s just part of motherhood Liz! 

   Maybe if you’re lucky, your husband, like me, will learn to like the way a babyhole tastes with a little extra seasoning on it!  If he doesn’t, then you just have to live with not getting your babyhole licked the rest of your life!

   You need to learn your babyhole isn’t for pleasure; it’s for creating & delivering babies!  The fact you can have an orgasm is a by product of natures intended use of it!  If hubby doesn’t like it you can always call me, I’ll be happy to eat it for you!”

CHAPTER 11:

   I lay her back on the bed and once again cuff her wrists to the bed.  Her legs are tied spread eagled and she is for the most part accustomed to this so she thinks little of it.  This time I have something new in store for her.  I open my bag and bring out my new toy!

   “This is an inflatable dildo Liz!”  I hold it up and show it to her.  I then pump it up slowly to full capacity to show her how large it can grow!

   “Surely to God you’re not going to put that thing inside me?”

   “As a matter of fact I am!”  I pour KY over it and slather it around, I then place it deflated, against her babyhole and insert it slowly inside her.  Once it’s completely in I begin pumping slowly.

   “Now Liz, during delivery a woman is stretched for a few minutes as the baby exits the birth canal.  Those mere minutes of stretching will alter the way a woman feels for the rest of her life!  This, as you have seen can expand to 13” diameter!  My wife tore at 10” with out 1st child and 12” with our second.  I am guessing since you have already had 4 you may be able to take its full effect but we will see.  Unlike your worthless husband, I kept my wife stretched after our first child and it literally cut her delivery time in half!”

   She feels it begin to expand inside her and her face shows her concerns.  “So you intend to stretch me out so I can deliver our child easier?  There has to be a more deviant reason, you do nothing for me without some self interest involved!”

   “You’re correct!  You see if being stretched for a matter of minutes alters the tightness of a woman for years, then stretching you for hours will alter you in ways you can’t imagine!  Your bladder will become weaker over time, you will have leakage issues!  Eventually we will have you stretched enough that your husband literally can’t cum through intercourse alone!  That’s the goal, to make this babyhole good only for procreating!  So it never brings a man pleasure again!”

   She openly cries aloud when I tell her this!  “Why would you do something so cruel?  If my babyhole can’t give my husband pleasure what possible reason will he have for wanting me?”

   I continue pumping as the device reaches about 7” her face tightens up.  I take out my tape and measure her hole.  “Your just over 7” wide now Liz!  Don’t worry, I found with my wife that it only takes a few weeks to get a babyhole stretched to take 9”, sadly most women begin tearing about that point.”

   “My wife had to learn how to pleasure me after children just as you will learn!  Once our child is born and your stitches are removed I will instruct you on the proper way a mother should pleasure a man!  For instance, at times, when we have babyhole sex, I will place 3 or 4 fingers inside my wife with my cock to fill her hole and provide me friction as I fuck her!  At other times I have a dildo the same size as my cock and I place it inside her with my cock to fill her and provide me friction, her babyhole is for the most part incapable of providing me the friction I need to reach orgasm, as a wife should be!

   She has however been taught other ways of pleasuring her husband, just as you will.  You probably refer to it as anal, or using your ass, but it will be known as your mommyhole!  Its called a mommyhole because it’s the tightest hole a woman has, after kids it’s the only hole a husband should be offered in order to ensure he gets a quality orgasm!”

   She grimaces from the pain of being stretched but her mouth drops agape at my description of anal sex.

   “No man has ever had me that way and I am quite happy to carry that virginity to my grave!  You can’t be serious?”

   “Oh I am!  I am sure like my wife, I will have to literally hold you down and rape you the first few times but you will learn to use your mommyhole and offer it for pleasure!”

   “You actually raped your own wife, you raped her mommyhole?”

   “Don’t look so surprised Liz!  She was a pious, righteous woman like you when we were married.  She was taught only whores and sluts took anal.  I asked politely a few times after our first child was born and she denied my request so one night I took it from her!  I pinned her to the bed and raped that mommyhole, and I took her very hard Liz!  I showed her that night it was mine and I would use it when I needed relief!

   She learned after being raped a dozen or so times that when I needed relief she was to go to the bedroom and prelube that mommyhole.  She then would offer it to me, just as you will!  You, just like her, will learn its better to accept it, to prelube yourself and offer it to me than to be raped dry!

   So long as she offers it I am gentle and I only mount her to get my orgasm, there is no need to make it hurt, I simply need my relief!  We now use it as our only form of birth control, even if we make love in her babyhole, when its time for me to cum I pull out and finish in her mommyhole.  Hell if she isn’t in the mood for sex she knows she can lay on her side while I jerk off.  When I get ready to cum, I put my cock in her mommyhole and finish in her.  So long as my cum is placed inside her body, I am content.  This is the future you will learn to embrace Liz!”

   “You’re insane, truly insane!  What man would brutalize his wife in such a manner?”

   “What woman would offer her husband a stretched out hole for relief and expect him to remain faithful and not find a younger, tighter woman who could provide him better quality pleasure?  You expect him to remain faithful to you?  Have you never wondered why men cheat with younger women?  It’s not younger they want Liz, its tighter!  The intensity of a mans orgasm is directly related to how tight the hole he cums in is!  The tighter the hole, the harder his orgasm!”

   “So, if you cum in a woman’s mommyhole, you basically get the same quality of orgasm you did when you were a teenager fucking a tight young girl’s babyhole?”

   “Yes, that’s exactly right.  So you see, if you want to keep hubby happy, if you want to give him the best sex of his life, you have the means to make him feel like a teenager all over again!”

   Time has ticked by as we talked.  She has had the toy inside her for almost an hour.  I deflate it and remove it.  Her hole is gaped!  I won’t be satisfied until she can handle 10” though!  Once she is thoroughly stretched and broken in I will use my fist on her.  I love fisting a woman because it adds to the humiliation!  When she feels a mans entire hand inside her, she has a mental picture of just how truly loose and broken in her hole really is!

   “We are done for the day Liz.  You will be extremely sore for the next few days.  I wouldn’t plan on sex with your hubby if I were you!”

   She rolls over and slowly sits up.  I can see from the look on her face she is in intense pain as she stands to get dressed.  She says nothing more to me; she only finishes dressing and walks out slowly to her car.  I can’t wait for next time!

CHAPTER 12:

   For the next three months she meets me faithfully and time and time again is subjected to an hour with the inflatable toy.  I have worked her and stretched her muscles nicely!  She can now accept 10 and a half inches of inflatable goodness!

   I have also fucked her every other time we met, basically once a week, to check on the progress of my treatments.  Bareback her babyhole is almost at the point where reaching orgasm is hopeless when she is wet. So now, while I make sure she continues to get my oral affections twice every time we meet, I have to make sure I eat her after I fuck her so she isn’t so sloppy wet.

   Another thing she has become disgusted by is the farting noises her babyhole now makes as I bore in and out of her.  Her sloppy stretched hole sloshes when it’s fucked, she cries every time I point it out.

   I now have a total of seven months invested in her.  Her belly has swollen nicely!  Another added benefit of her having had children before is that her breasts are already filling with milk.  Apparently after a woman has a few kids her body becomes accustomed to its lot in life and lactates much earlier in the pregnancy, who knew!

   I have decided to call her at work today and check up on her.  While she dislikes the toys and her loathing for being pregnant by me needs no explaining, she still enjoys being eaten to orgasm.  Apparently her worthless husband hasn’t shown her babyhole much attention since their second baby was born, I am guessing he noticed a change in the flavor and decided he could care less about her pleasure, he just wasn’t licking it!

   “Liz, this is Jon.”

   “Yes, Jon.  I have some free time and can talk, what degrading thing do you need me for today?”

   “I understand when we last spoke you said you had started lactating?”

   “Yes, it’s not much but I am beginning to produce milk.”

   “Does your husband like your breasts when they are full of milk?”

   “Yes, he finds it sexy and sometimes likes to suckle them.”  She giggles like a schoolgirl as she tells me about how much he enjoys drinking her milk.

   “I can understand why!  You will meet me behind the grocery store in the Wind Wood Shopping Center in an hour?”

   I hang up, offering her no chance at protest.  I drive around behind the shopping center and find a secluded area off away from the loading docks by the tree line.  She arrives on time and I climb into the back of her minivan.  She climbs into the back with me, unsure of what I have in store for her.

   “Go ahead and recline the seat back Liz and get comfortable.  I wanted to ask, are you having any problems with your lactation soaking through the front of your clothing?”  I thought I would ask, since I have forbidden her to wear bras I needed to find out if this was becoming an issue.  While I want her breasts bare and accessible to me at all times I don’t want to cause the kind of problems for her that might force our little arrangement to the open and spoil my fun.  My control is dependant on her keeping our secret; if I force our affair into the open then I lose all control!

   “I was but I came up with a way to satisfy your need for access and my need for absorbency.  I use medical tape to tape nursing pads over my breasts.  This way I have something to soak up the milk when I leak without violating your mandate I never wear bras!”

   “Well aren’t you an ingenious little vixen?”  I smile letting her know how pleased I am with her problem solving.

   “Go ahead and unbutton the front of your dress.  I want to nurse; I figure from now on we will meet like this so I can have lunch everyday!”

   She opens her buttons and slowly peels the tape away from her breasts, removing the nursing pads.  I raise the armrests on the seat and lay down on the bench seat, placing my head in her lap.

   She cradles my head gently, almost as though I am her child.  She guides me to her breast; I place my lips around the nipple and begin to suck slowly.  I can hear her deep breathing to let her milk down and then I taste the sugary warmth as it’s expressed into my waiting mouth.

   I drink slowly, drawing every drop from her large engorged breast.  As the flow eventually begins to wane I slide my arms around her and suck harder.  I know from suckling my own wife that once the breast is empty it become extremely painful for a woman if the suckling continues so I keep suction.

   “Owwwwww, Jon, that’s it, there’s nothing left!”  She attempts to dislodge me but I hold firm, sucking harder.  Tears flow down her face rather quickly from the pain, a pain my wife compares to feeling as though razor blades are being pulled through her nipples!

   Once I have inflicted enough misery I pull my mouth free.  “Liz, I suckle until I am ready to stop!  You don’t decide when I have had enough, I do! Now, I believe your other breast is in need of attention!  Suckle me like a good mother!”

   She takes my head and places it to her other nipple and again I suckle.  I suckle her dry once again and then continue a few minutes longer.  When I am satisfied she has endured enough I sit up.

   “Liz, you said your husband likes to suckle from your breasts?  Is this something he does with regularity?”

   She nods, “he has been suckling from me before bed most nights.  That’s one of the reasons my milk is coming in so heavy, because he has been keeping my duct open.”

   “So he is expected to want a drink tonight before bed, well your going to give him a drink then, only this time it will be a little more than he bargained for!”

   She looks at me quizzically but says nothing.  “Go ahead and remove your dress.”

   She is used to my demands and knows better than to argue at this point in our relationship, she simply undoes the rest of the buttons and lifts her plump ass and removes the dress.

   I look around the lot and see no one.  “Now get out and kneel down beside the van in the grass.  Don’t ask why, just do it!”

   She complies; dutifully sliding open the door, she peers around to make sure no one is watching then steps out beside the van to the grass and kneels down.  I step out in front of her and open my pants.

   “You will not, I repeat, not take a shower or wash your body before he drinks from your breasts tonight Liz!”

   I hold my cock in my hand, aiming it at her breasts and take a few deep relaxing breaths.  As though she senses what’s coming she tries to speak before it happens.

   “Jon, oh my God, don’t you dare!”  Her words are cut off as my stream of warm hot piss sprays over her bare breasts.

   “Stay there!  Don’t you dare get up!  You sit there and you let me wash those breasts for your husband!  Consider yourself luck I know you have to go back to work and I am not making you wash your face and hair this time!”

   She retches as my warm piss flows over her body.  I ensure every square inch of her breasts are wet.  I walk around her in a semi circle, soaking her from the neck to her feet!  I want to laugh hysterically at her!  Her retching and dry heaving almost forcing me to laugh aloud but I hold it in, not wanting to let her know how happy I am that she feels so disgusted and humiliated!  When I am nearly done, as the last few drops come through my cock I stand behind her and shake the dew into her hair.  Its not enough to really wet it, but its enough to satiate my twisted desires, hell, I doubt she even felt it or knows I have done it, but I know!

   “Now, sit there until your dry, and then you can get in the van and get dressed.”

   “I have suffered many humiliations at your hand Jon, I have done things with you I would never have dreamed of letting any man do to me but this is too much!  Why on earth would a man feel the need to piss on a woman?”

   “Don’t feel bad Liz, this isn’t anything I haven’t done to my own wife!  As for why, well there’s a few reasons.  One, you belong to me, your mine and now you know it, there’s no doubt in your mind!  Two, because I want to know your body has been prepared for your husbands attentions.  We will both know when he suckles those breasts later that he’s also licking my piss off your body!  It’s more a way of emasculating him than humiliating you!

   I stand there with her, half hiding her from view in case anyone was to drive around the back of the shopping center, luckily no one ever does.  It doesn’t take long for her skin to dry and she climbs into the van and slides into her dress, taping the nursing pads back over her breasts as she buttons it up.

   “You can go back to work Liz, but plan on meeting me here every day for at least the next few weeks so I can have lunch!”

   She folds down the visor and begins renewing her makeup.  She doesn’t talk, she just re-applies it.  When she is done I lean up around the seat and purse my lips, she knows what I expect and doesn’t disappoint me.  She kisses my lips deeply, sliding her tongue into my waiting mouth.  When our kiss is finished I get into my car and head back to work.  What a wonderful lunch break I have had, and it hasn’t cost me a dime.

   I ponder just what new forms of humiliation and control I can come up with for our next meeting; this is going to be fun!

CHAPTER 13:

   She is at the beginning of her eighth month now and she will soon be delivering our child.  She has had sonograms and knows she is having a boy!  I was hoping it would be a boy, what father doesn’t want a son!

   I have informed her before that she will be taken anally, as a mother should be, several weeks prior so she knows its coming she just doesn’t know when!

   I wait patiently for her to arrive at the hotel room, she knocks and I invite her in.  She wastes no time setting her purse down and taking her position on the edge of the bed.  I stare down at her beautiful hairy bush as I talk to her, ignoring the fact she even has a face to humiliate her, I talk as though her babyhole is the only thing in the room.

   “Today Liz I have something special planned, I think you will find it quite interesting.  First I want you to sign this for me.  It’s a role-playing contract.”

   “I don’t understand, roleplay?”

   “You see Liz it’s an agreement, they are sometimes used by people in the BDSM community.  It states that you are interested in discovering BDSM and are saying that you agree to various rough sex acts that could leave minor scrapes and bruises but the sex is consensual.  People in the BDSM community sometimes use these when they are having a random encounter with someone they don’t know well, in case the other party tries to cry rape later.  Sign it!”

   I can see by her look she doesn’t quite grasp the meaning of it but as she has been so broken down at this point, she dares not complain, she merely scribbles her name on it and hands it back.

   I fold it and place it in the pocket of my jeans and go back to her.  I take out my laptop and set it on the bed.  I have the media player open already, the movie is paused.

   Now the movie I am about to show her is one of a few I have made with my wife.  What Liz doesn’t know is that the scenes are roleplays, my wife isn’t really being harmed in them, she just agreed to make some videos for me to enjoy when I am away on business.  My intention making them was to use them for just this purpose, although my wife doesn’t know that.

   “I am going to eat you while you watch a movie, prepare yourself Liz!”

   She says nothing as she gets up and goes to the bathroom.  She hikes her dress and looks directly at me as I hear the trickle of water leaving her body.  Without wiping she stands and walks to the bed and lies down.  I have trained her well it appears!

   She lies back, ensures her dress is out of the way and parts her legs wide to give me a good angle.  I position the screen and hit play.  “Do not turn your head away Liz!  Watch the whole movie through to the end while I enjoy licking you clean!”

   The movie begins with my wife apparently lying in bed asleep.  As I begin licking her precious babyhole clean Liz realizes what she is watching, as I suspected she believes the entire video is real.

   My tongue begins lashing her clit and on the screen I appear to walk into the bedroom while my wife is sleeping and pull the covers back.  She says she isn’t in the mood to which I immediately grasp her wrists and handcuff them to the headboard.

   Liz’s clit swells more quickly than usual and she becomes soaked in a matter of minutes!  I have three fingers in her hole as I orally attack her clit.  On the screen my wife appears to thrash and beg me for mercy.  I am heard telling her she is mine and will take it like a mother whenever I want it!  Liz doesn’t really grasp what this means just yet and continues to be turned on by what she is watching.

   On screen I climb onto my wife from behind, holding her face down and move around positioning myself for entry.  My wife begins thrashing harder and begging me not to rape her mommyhole.  A series of screams is heard as I appear to be raping my way into my wife’s ass brutally.

   A gasp is heard from Liz, “Oh my God!  Are you?  You are raping your wife?  Not just raping her but your brutally sodomizing her!”

   With my fingers still embedded in her babyhole deeply I look up.  “That’s right Liz; you see the movies I am going to show you were shot early in my marriage.  It took me a while to teach my wife that in fact that mommyhole is mine and not hers and I can use it whenever I desire!  In this video I believe I had only had her once or twice before so she was extremely tight!  You will also notice because she thought it was her hole I took her dry with no lube in order to show her who it really belongs too!  Don’t worry, I have taken her so many times now that I can literally dry fuck her and only get a grunt from her!  She is properly trained, just as you will be!”

   I go back to working on her clit.  The movie continues as she watches what appear to be me now sawing away inside my tight dry mommyhole as my wife now apparently broken simply lies still sobbing.

   “Is this how it will be when you deflower me?  You will take me like an animal until I look like your wife, a woman whose spirit has been broken, her body violated in the most humiliating way, simply a receptacle for you to relieve yourself in?”

   Liz is now shaken and almost in tears.  I continue eating her babyhole, I can tell by her heart rate through her femoral artery she is highly aroused regardless of how shocked she is by what she is watching.

   “Please, turn it off, don’t make me watch this!”

   “Not yet Liz, the best part is coming up, watch!

   On the screen I tell my wife I am about to cum and she begins thrashing like a wolf with its leg in a trap!  She is heard pleading with me, in a frenzy, begging and crying loudly that I not cum in my mommyhole!  I am telling her she will learn that this hole will be our only form of birth control so she had better get use to it or stay pregnant until menopause!  It is now apparent I am near orgasm as I use long deep strokes, impaling my wife deeply as she screams loudly as I embed my cock deeply each stroke.  She then pleads with me to take it out and let her suck it, she pleads that she would rather taste her own bowels than have me cum in my mommyhole!

   Liz dry heaves at her words, no doubt imagining what type of disgust and humiliation must accompany the hot cum in order for a woman to make such an offer.

   On the screen I grab her hips and order her to hold her hips high and take me deeply or I will rape her repeatedly all day long!  She arches her back, pleading with me not to rape her again, holding her hips up; I ram my cock deeply and roar loudly with a highly intense orgasm, my ass cheeks flex and spasm visibly as I cum.  My wife wails, crying out no loudly as she feels cum being spewed into her supposedly torn bowels.

   I can feel Liz’s thigh muscle begin contracting.  “No, absolutely not, stop, I don’t want to cum after watching this, please stop!”

   I of course continue to lick.  Her back arches off the bed and she cries out loudly as her orgasm races from her head to her crotch and back again!

   Once her orgasm has ended I curl up next to her resting my hard oozing cock in the cleft of her large round ass cheeks.

   “So you see Liz, if I am willing to ravage and violate my own wife, the mother of my children and love of my life in such a manner, imagine how I am going to use you the first time!”

   Visibly shaken she replies, “You’re an animal!  How could you?  Why would you?”

   “Men don’t cheat with a younger woman because they want a younger woman!  Men cheat with a younger woman because they want a tighter hole to cum in!  After a few kids stretch your hole out the level of pleasure your husband gets from cumming in you decreases!  A mans pleasure during orgasm comes from how tight you are.  The tighter you are the harder the prostate has to flex to force cum from our cocks!  That flexing is what determines the intensity of our orgasms Liz.  A woman’s mommyhole is as tight as her babyhole was when she lost her virginity all those years ago!  So fucking your mommyhole will be like fucking you when you were 15, before you were used up and stretched out!  I get the same quality orgasm from a 40 year old mother of 4 as I can from a 15 year old without the legal issues!”

   “You sick fuck!  I can’t believe you could do something so terrible to her, she’s your wife!”

   I click the file library and start another movie.  “Now watch this one, this was taken a few months ago.  She’s been properly trained by this point and knows it’s my mommyhole, not hers!  Notice how much more compliant she is!”

   As the movie plays I begin grinding my cock between her cheeks, humping her ass crack.  “As you watch, as you feel my hard cock sliding between your cheeks, imagine what it’s going to feel like when I take you!”

   She watches as it begins.  I walk into the bedroom where my wife is sleeping and I strip down and lie on the bed next to her.  I nudge her gently; I am heard telling her I need relief.  She gets up walks out of view of the camera and then returns to the view of the camera.  She is seen opening a bottle of KY and letting two drops drip onto her finger.  She lifts her leg and massages it over my mommyhole and then lies down.  As she lies down she takes the blanket and covers her entire body except for the area from her waist to about mid thigh.  She lies in the fetal position facing away from me, only her ass is visible, and I nestle up behind her.  She reaches back takes my cock and lines it up.

   “Do you notice how she only exposes her ass to me?  It has taken me many rapes over many years to teach her this!  She realizes her true value!  She realizes now just what a woman brings to a relationship, what she is born for, that is to provide a hole for a man to relieve himself in!  Right now Liz, she is aligning it with my mommyhole!”

   I push and she moves her hand and curls her elbows up in front of her.  She is heard grunting as I apparently work my cock in and out of her.  She says nothing, she makes very little noise, she just lays there providing me a hole; I growl loudly jerking and contracting, obviously cumming in her.  When I am done I roll onto my back, she rolls over and cuddles up with me as we nod off to sleep.

   “You see the difference?  This is what over 10 years of training will teach a woman!  Of course I had to rape her many times before she learned it was my mommyhole and not hers!  She learned it is better to accept it, get the lube, and take it gently than to argue and be taken violently dry!

   I wont tell you which meeting Liz but before you deliver the baby I will make you mine!  You will learn to give yourself to me like a good mother should!  Once I am convinced you know how to take it like a mother, you will then be allowed to have your husband enjoy you like a mother.  Once I am convinced you have learned to pleasure him like a loyal loving wife and mother our contract will be terminated and our visits together will end.”

   “So you think I would let you have me this way?  Let me ask you hypothetically, what if you did something like this to someone and they just turned around and told the cops you raped them?  I mean maybe you would want to think twice about hurting a woman like that?  I mean at that point she has an easy out to explain away things to her husband if you tried to out her, hypothetically of course!”

   “Well lucky for me I happen to have a little agreement you signed earlier that says you want to undertake rough kinky sex with me, that way when they cops come to my house I can show it to them and prove it wasn’t a real rape, your just a kinky married slut who likes the rape fantasy play behind your husbands back!”

   Just thinking about how much I want to ravage her virgin ass I explode into the cleft of her plump ass, cum jetting out in streams.  She jerks instinctively and sobs lightly as she feels the large amount of cum being smeared between her cheeks.

   “You wont clean up, you will go back to work with my cum caked between your cheeks! Get dressed and go!”

   She says nothing more only gets up and straightens her dress and leaves.  I have now given her something to ponder, she has a visual of what will happen to her when I deflower her and I know she will panic every time we are together and I am doing her doggy style, wondering if this will be the time.

CHAPTER 14:

   For the next week and a half I meet with her every other day.  I know she will begin her labor soon and my window is drawing near.  So during this time I make the most of the mental torture.  I tell her not to wear dresses now, only pants.

   She doesn’t understand why as she knows how much I loathe a woman in pants and I won’t tell her, only telling her it’s all in my plan and for her not to worry.  The real reason is because when I do take her virgin mommyhole I will pull her pants down to mid thigh, but not completely remove them.  This way she won’t be able to spread her legs, the waistband will hold them together.

   This creates more pain for her but much more fun for me.  Since her legs are held together she can’t open them and therefore will make her hole even tighter by not letting her relax her lower body and spread wide to let her hole dilate easier.

   I still tend to her first, ensuring she has a great orgasm, or as good a one as she can have terrified of being brutally sodomized at any moment.  She cums each time none the less.

   Each time, after she has cum I grab her by the ankles; drag her off the edge of the bed so she is forced to lean against it, quickly and roughly.  I grasp my cock firmly in my hand while pinning her head to the bed by her neck and let the head rest against her virgin mommyhole for a few seconds asking if today is the day.

   I then pull back and drive it completely into her babyhole in one solid stroke, ensuring I ram her cervix hard before roughly fucking her until I cum.

   Oh how I desire to have her face down pinned to the mattress but with the baby in the fray I can’t risk hurting it by putting to much pressure on her tummy.

   Today is going to be the day.  I want to make sure she hurts!  I want to make sure she feels this for weeks!  I want to know every time she and hubby are in this position she has flashbacks and cries, unable to tell him why!

   I stop by the grocery on the way to the hotel and pick up a bottle of alum from the spices aisle.  I then get us a room and call her, much as I have been doing for the last 8 months.  I hide it on the nightstand under a stack of towels.  I have bought her a new pair of black maternity slacks and maroon top as I hope whatever she shows up in isn’t worthy of being worn ever again!

   She shows wearing a pair of maternity cargo pants and a pretty green top.  I lock the door and turn the music channel on the TV up a little more. 

   As she walks towards the bed to sit down I stand up behind her and before she turns I stop her, standing behind her.

   I reach up around her with one hand on her throat and one on her tummy and nuzzle her neck a little to keep her off guard that today is the day!  The hand on her tummy unbuttons her pants and opens the zipper.

   “Liz, lean forward on the edge of the bed for me.”

   Still not aware she is about to be deflowered she just leans over, bending at the waist so her tummy has room to hang down freely.  I grab the alum and dust my cock with it.  I slide her pants down just below her ample round ass cheek and dump alum down her crack.

   I lean over her back and whisper in her ear, “Today you are going to learn how a mother pleasures a man Liz, grab that pillow and bite down on it!  You don’t want to scream and have someone call the police do you?”

   She begins sobbing immediately and pulls the pillow to her face, taking a corner of it to her lips.  “Please, please dear God don’t rape me like this!  You don’t have to rape me to teach me my place as a woman; I can lie down and let you have it, just like your wife does!”

   “Oh no Liz, you have to be taken the first time!  Every MILF should be raped her first time, it removes any seed of doubt she may have later about it being something she wont like and maybe wanting to say no, don’t worry, you’re going to be very tight so I wont be able to last very long!”

   Sensing she was going to be taken regardless of her pleas she puts the corner if the pillow in her mouth and bites down on it.

   I grasp my alum covered cock and put it to her virgin hole.  The alum will keep her dry inside and make her feel 10 times tighter as it draws the tissue together; the down side is it burns any tears she will get like napalm!

   “Take it like a mother Liz!”  Pinning her down I brutally shove into her!  It’s like trying to park a greyhound bus in a spot marked for a mini cooper!  Her muffled screams begin; I could care less as I drive into her harder and harder, literally trying to tear her muscular ring open.

   It seems to take forever but I finally manage to get the head inside her.  She is thrashing and wailing like a scalded cat.  Once I get the head wedged into her I begin to lunge forward stabbing into her with my cock.  I want her muscular ring torn so she permanently looses some of the resistance a man will encounter in the future when he tries to use her like a mother!

   Finally my cock breaks through and her screams are unbelievable!  She beats the mattress with her fists, her thighs begin to quiver and spasm and then I feel it.  Warmth runs down my legs and soaks my balls, she’s terrified and in pain to the point she is pissing herself.

   I pause for a moment to let her finish, I love it, and a grown woman pissed herself like child!  Some of the moisture splashing about between us as I try to bury my cock to the hilt provides her a bit of respite as lubrication.  Before she can appreciate the fact it will maybe make it hurt less I pull back my cock a bit and lunge into her, impaling her as my entire cock is buried and swallowed by her meaty ass.

   I feel the muscle rake down the length of my cock as I go all the way inside her.  I don’t pause to give her body anytime to adjust I begin gyrating my hips in a large circle, letting my cock stretch her insides even more.

   By now she has screamed herself hoarse and is merely whimpering like a puppy, she doesn’t thrash, she doesn’t fight, she simply lays there.  Mentally she’s beaten; I’ve broken her will to resist!

   “Good mommy!  I see you finally quit fighting me and learned your place!  That’s a good mommy, just lay there and let me use this mommyhole for its intended purpose Liz!”

   I begin to saw in and out of her, enjoying the tightness, knowing no one has ever had this tight channel before!  No one, not even her husband has felt how hot and tight she is inside!

   I can’t last much longer and I know it.  The tightness of claiming her, the satisfaction I feel knowing I have broken her will to resist a man using her is beginning to take its toll!

   “Liz, I want you to concentrate on how my cock feels inside you.  Not the pain you’re in, but how the cock inside you feels.  I am going to cum soon and I want you to concentrate on that, I want you to feel the cum being spilled and spewed into you!”

   “Please, I don’t care, just cum, just stop hurting me, make it stop hurting please!  I know you won’t stop until you cum, so please cum in me!”

   “When you feel the cum Liz, you will know your place as a mans receptacle, you will know women are put on this earth as a place for men to relieve themselves in!”

   I begin to jackhammer in and out of her.  I make sure to pull all the way out and then drive it all the way!  Every time I pull out her muscle tries to close a little then my cock splits it again and again!

   “Feel it Liz! UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH, take it, UGHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I own this mommy…UGHhhhhhhhhhh, Hooooooooooooooole!”

   She feels jet after jet of thick hot cum being dumped as deep as my cock can get inside her torn bowels!

   When I am done I collapse on the bed beside her and she scoots up the bed lying on her side, her face white as a ghost.  She says nothing, her face empty and blank, she been beaten, she’s learned a woman’s role and it’s emptied her.  Her whole life she thought she was meant to be anything she wanted to be as a modern empowered woman and in less than 20 minutes I erased her entire thought process.

   I rest for a while next to her.

CHAPTER 15:

   When I get up she is still lying there on the bed in the fetal position, she says nothing only looks at me.  I get up and start to walk to the bathroom and stop.  I turn around and walk back to the bed.

   “Remember when I said you would learn your place as a woman?  Remember when I said you were a receptacle?”

   She nods slowly and I climb up behind her on the bed.  She begins shaking.

   “Please don’t rape me anymore, please!”

   “Relax Liz, I won’t need to do that again for a while, this is something different, I want your babyhole!”

   She doesn’t tell me no or move away, probably for fear I will rape her again.  I lift her thigh so I have access and enter her babyhole with one smooth push.

   “OW, please be gentle it hurts so bad inside me, please be gentle!”

   I don’t fuck her I just hold my cock deep inside her.

   “No, God no, please no, no, no, no,!”  She trails off into broken sobs.

   What she is feeling is me emptying my bladder inside her.  The warm piss filling her motherly cavity, the piss overflows and begins oozing out of her babyhole.

   “Like I said Liz, you’re a receptacle, just a place for a man to relieve himself.”

   When I am done I pull out and get dressed.  I open the bag of clothes I have for her and tell her to put them on.

   “There’s a maxi-pad in the bag Liz, your, I mean, my mommyhole is going to bleed for a few days so I didn’t want you bleeding out through your pants!”

   She doesn’t look at me she just gets dressed, applies the pad and leaves.

   Three days later I call her office to check up on her and they tell me she went into labor two nights ago!  Apparently I must have really fucked her hard!

   Well nothing to do now but wait.

CHAPTER 16:

   Two weeks later she calls me.  “Jon, I had the baby, that night after you, well, you know.  It’s a boy in case you’re wondering, and I have the video you wanted my husband to make.  I figured you would want to see it.”

   Her voice sounds flatter, less energetic; I wonder if maybe I broke her down too much?  I begin to wonder if I shouldn’t maybe just let her off the hook from our arrangement and consider it over?

   “Yeah Liz I would love to see it!  Can we meet at Holiday Inn?”

   “We can if you want, just know I have stitches in so if you are planning on anything, I could end up in the hospital!”

   “No sex, just meet me!”

   I race over and get a room and call her cell with the room number.  She shows up in a dress and takes a seat on the edge of the bed just as I have trained her, she has forgotten nothing!  Her bush is still dark and full and she makes sure her skirt is hiked up so I have a view.

   I take the video and play it on my laptop.  I watch as her husband joins her side in the video, obviously he is filming the entire thing on a tripod, seeing her legs being placed in the stirrups.

   “This happened the night you, you, had me!  Just keep watching!”

   I watch as the labor begins, she is doing as the doctor says and begins pushing, I am glued to her crotch, waiting to see her stretch open and I see it!  It’s not the head crowning I see either.

   I see her bear down and push, then a stream of  pink & white frothish  fluid flows from her mommyhole.  The nurse looks up but says nothing, as if she knows the patient’s mommyhole has been plundered!

   The nurse grabs a pad and wipes it away and someone moves the camera over to the side so the nurse can deliver when its time.  The camera still has a perfect angle down her left thigh and to the babyhole.

   “Has he seen this yet?”

   “No, I brought it to you hoping you could edit that part out and give it back to me?”

   “I can and I will but I am keeping a copy for myself!”

   “I figured you would but I can’t let anyone else know and if he sees it he will know what it is, he will know I was taking anal from a man other than him like some common whore!  What choice do I have?”

   “Listen, about that agreement we have.  We are even now!  You don’t have to see me anymore!”

   “Really?  I hope you know, after that night, the night you, had me, I can never go back to the way things were!  I need you to know that, to know that you did more than use me like a whore that day!  You broke something inside me!  Not in a sexual way, its, my shrink says it’s something like PTSD.  Don’t worry I didn’t say I was, taken.  I told the shrink it happened to me when I was a kid, that a boyfriend had taken me!  I didn’t mention you, I couldn’t, I couldn’t risk my husband somehow finding out I was cheating on him!”

   “I got the feeling I might have gotten a little carried away Liz, that’s why I want to let you go back to your life and maybe try to recover somehow.  Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to break you in and show you your place, I wanted to make you a better wife & mother like my wife is now.  I thought it would help your husband a little and I would have got a virgin out of the deal; I was hoping it would be win/win!”

   “I think I will be okay in a couple months.  I have to say you taught me a lot that night though!  My whole life I was told this femme-Nazi crap about women’s lib and we can be anything we want, in the end we are only what God created us to be, the hole a man relieves himself in!  You called me a receptacle; I honestly feel more like a toilet!  Not because you actually pissed inside me but because you forced me to realize a man will get his relief whether I do or not, whether I want him to or not, my holes can be used!  Then when you were done cumming in me you pissed in me, showing me yet again that aside from sexual relief my body can take mans piss relief too!  Like it or not, a man can relieve himself with my body in many ways, ways I wasn’t aware of, I always thought sex was mutual until that day!”

   “That’s in essence what I wanted to teach you, I just maybe shouldn’t have gone so far!”

   “I have to say, having you tear open your mommyhole was far more painful than giving birth!  Even after delivery, the next day, while my babyhole ached, your mommyhole felt like I had a fire inside me.  I cried when I had my bowel movements for several days!”

   “I knew you would, I used alum to make sure you would be extra sore inside!  I wanted to ensure you felt it and remember it as long as possible!  I also pulled all the way out on my strokes.  That let me tear your muscles open and loosen my mommyhole more.  In the future if you let hubby use you it won’t hurt so badly.  Assuming your going to let him use my mommyhole?”

   “After you explained to me how tight it is and why men cheat, I am a little afraid to abstain.  After I am all healed up I am going to get some lube and let him try it out.  I think I will take your wife’s approach!”

   “That’s a good mommy!  Lube it up and let him enjoy it!  Like I said, it’s the only birth control we use in my house!”

   I stand up and help her to the door; she still limps a little from giving birth.

   “Jon, you have shown me in 9 months the most humiliating, degrading, dehumanizing times I’ve known in my life.  You’ve also liberated a darker side of me that I think my husband is going to enjoy.  I won’t say I enjoyed all my time with you but I will say you can a babyhole a tongue lashing like no man I have ever met!  I wouldn’t necessarily want to relive these past 9 months but I thought I should tell you no man has ever made me cum so hard or so many times!”

   She leans forward and kisses me deeply and then grabs her purse and walks out the door.  I keep my word and let her go.  Not really because I had to, more out of fear if I didn’t I might go even further with her and hurt her in a way she wouldn’t recover from.

   I have become a regular at her church now.  Every Sunday I make it a point to pass by her and flash her a smile and she returns it each and every time.

   My wife has yet to figure out why every time we get home from church I can’t wait to flood my mommyhole with a fresh stream of seed.

   Oh well, maybe someday I will find another woman to play with?

THE END