Chrissy made a beautiful bride. She and I were childhood sweethearts and we
loved each other dearly. Her old man had pitched in to give his daughter a good
send-off and it was quite a wedding and quite a party. I knew I was the luckiest
man in town that day. Chrissy is the daughter of one of the most prominent men
in town, and the man responsible for my new job. He didn't want to see his
daughter marry a bum. Although he and I weren't exactly fond of each other, (he
hated me) he was determined to make sure his beautiful daughter was happy. And
Chrissy looked radiant that day. She is a petite little blonde, about 5' tall,
with a tiny little waist you could almost get your hands around (my hands aren't
too big though) She has nice flaring hips, and breasts that were not huge, but
were feminine and pointed and they stood out proudly from her chest in her white
chiffon wedding gown. She liked wearing her golden hair short, and with her baby
face, this made her look very young, almost childlike. She has the most
beautiful smile. Her whole family has that "beautiful people" look. Chrissy's
dad didn't think much of me. Why do the old men dislike their daughter's choice
in men? He wanted her to marry the local football hero, Ted. Ted was a real
jock, big, overly confident, pushy-as-hell. He had dated Chrissy back in high
school and still called her. She had told him "no" one night at the junior prom
and Ted didn't like being told no. Chrissy had started dating me during our
senior year, which earned me some pushing around by Ted and his fellow jocks.
Once, in the locker room, I had been walking from the showers when I felt the
sting of a leather belt hit my wet behind! I jumped and fell. I got up, feeling
the red welt forming on my ass cheek and Ted (and his entourage) were leering at
me. Ted was gesturing with his belt at me saying "I heard you got to first base
with Chrissy over the weekend. Well don't worry "pencil-dick" because I'll be
the one sliding into home!" Haa, haa, haaa..." They all had a good laugh. It was
me that Chrissy married though. I thought I had the last laugh. My virgin bride.
I should have known back then that guys like me don't get nice breaks like Ted.
I should have known it would be those large hand holding the belt that would
slide my wife's panties down. It would be Ted's large and experienced tool that
would take her virginity. Like I said, it was quite a party. The reception
included the town's best and richest. (well, maybe just the richest.) Chrissy
was bubbly and blushing. She was nothing but smiles and love for me. "Can't wait
honey!" She said. "I'm loving all of this but I want to touch my husband." This
kind of racy talk from her got me loosening the collar of my tux. We continued
to dance and smile and make conversation. "Joel, I see that my daughter is quite
happy today." Said Bill, her father. "I want to make sure she stays that way."
He stood over me near the banquet table while Chrissy was cutting cake. "Well,
Bill," I replied, "I'll do my best to keep her happy. I love her very much." "Oh
I have no doubt that you love her, Joel, I just hope you won't mind if a father
decides to take some 'extra measures' to insure his family's, er,
contentment...?" "I do appreciate the job sir. I'll work very hard." I thought
he was referring to the job he had arranged at his computer company. "Oh, ah,
ahh, haa, haa, yes, yes Joel. You work very hard now, haa, haa, haa!" He clapped
me on the back and walked away toward the bar, laughing. Fucking jerk. The
afternoon wore on, Chrissy and I had a great time. She tossed the bouquet. The
limo took us to a nice resort hotel up the coast. Her father had made all the
arrangements so I knew we were set for a nice week. I carried my blushing bride
over the threshold in a wriggling bundle of white. She smelled terrific. She
felt warm and wonderful. My little prick had been stiff since we got in the
limo. We laughed and chased each other around the room, finally ending with me
on top of her on the bed. I could feel the firm cones of her breasts pressing
against my shirt. We were smiling and kissing and making baby-talk. Her hips
were moving around in little circles. There was a certain heat from between her
legs that I could feel with mine. "God, honey, I'm so hot... "She moaned. "I
have a little surprise for you." "What?" I gasped. "Here, get this off..."
"Well, first of all I have a special outfit I'd like to put on for my
husband..." (I loved it when she talked like this.) ...And can you guess what
else is special about today?" I helped her get her skirts off. She scampered
across the room toward the bathroom. "I'll give you a hint, hubby dear, I had my
period exactly two weeks ago...!" She ran into the bathroom to change. "You
mean... today you're...!!" I ran toward the bathroom door to grasp my lovely
bride. Just then there was a key in the lock of the hotel room door and it swung
open. Ted and two of his friends walked in. I didn't even have time to react, I
was heady from the champagne, and anticipation of being with Chrissy, Ted
quickly took two steps and punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in a gasp
and slunk to the floor. Ted and his friends were being quiet. "Did you hear me
honey?" I heard her call. "Honey?" One of Ted's two friends were one of his
football buddies from high school I recognized. The other was a girl I'd seen
with their group before. She had the look of some of those sneering "party
girls" that like to hang out with them. Ted had a shit-eating grin on his face
as he leaned over me and said "Keep your mouth shut Joey-boy. Nobody'll get
hurt. I'm just here to get what's mine. Paybacks are a bitch." He told his
friends to "take care of me." His friend, Brad grabbed me by my hair and threw
me onto the sofa, "shut up you little freak!" muttered the girl. She quickly
stuffed my mouth with one of Chrissy's stockings that was on the floor. Brad
produced a roll of duct tape and taped my mouth shut. They both rolled me over
and pinned my wrists as I struggled. The tape was wound around my wrists and
ankles. The girl (I heard Brad call her Carol) sat at the end of the sofa, and
positioned my head, face down, in her lap. Chrissy came out of the bathroom.
"Honey, what do you think of this... OH!" Ted was next to the door as Chrissy
came out and saw us. He grabbed her from the side. She had dressed in a white,
lacy teddy and panty outfit that was accentuated by her pointed breasts that
held out the satin from her body. I could see her pantied crotch, delicate and
vulnerable, for the first time as Ted grabbed her. "LET ME GO TED, YOU
SUNOVABITCH!!! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, HOW DARE YOU!" He tossed her wriggling
body onto the bed (our wedding bed!) and held her down. Ted is a large framed
guy. Brad and Carol were laughing as I struggled and tried to protest through my
gag. "Take it easy sweetheart..." But he was laughing as he pawed my wife's
breasts and thighs. "Damn Chrissy it's been a long time, girl..." He tried to
kiss her as he held her arms pinned above her head. "OW!! GODDAMN IT BITCH!!"
Chrissy bit his lip. She had gotten one hand free and slapped him soundly across
his face "SLAPPP!!!" "HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER. ON MY WEDDING NIGHT! THIS IS NOT
FUNNY!" I saw Ted snarl and slap her back across her face. Her attitude changed
quickly. He picked her up and threw her off the bed. He stood over her and undid
his pants and pushed them down. She lay on the carpet in an abused heap. She
looked like she was sobbing. "Now is that any way for a girl to act on her
wedding night 'honeyyy'? Now put your mouth where it belongs, bride!" With that
he grabbed her hair and sat down on the bed, pressing her face into his crotch
as she knelt in front of him. She was crying and sobbing and only struggled a
little. He twisted her head around with her hair. "You mind your husband, now,
girl! I want those lips put to work!" Her face was pressed against the bulge in
his underwear. She began to make little mewling sounds and struggle a little bit
as he twisted and pulled down his underwear. It was getting a little dark in the
hotel room but I could see the broad, purple head of his cock spring into view.
"I can see my new wife is going to need some discipline." He turned and began to
remove his belt from his pants. "Ted! don't do this. I beg you! I'm sorry I
wouldn't take your calls! Don't make me...!" She was sobbing. Tears were running
down her child-like face as he looped his belt in his fist and grabbed her hair
again. "Open your mouth..." He said almost patiently. "Open your mouth..."
"CRACK!" The belt came down on her lovely pantied ass and she yelped and sobbed.
"Ted DON'T..." he cut her off as he stretched her lips with the head of his
cock. She cried and tossed her head. Ted leered and brought the belt down again.
"CRACK!" Chrissy shook and yelped through her mouthful of cock Ted pulled it out
and pressed it against her lips, ordering her to lick the shaft. Even in this
light, I could see his member was much bigger than mine. he didn't appear to be
circumcised either, the skin giving his penis an almost, club-like appearance. I
yelled and twisted against my bond. "Goddamn! Ted" Said Brad, laughing. Carol
was laughing too as Ted mastered my wife. "LICK, WIFE!" He said. "You can yell
and thrash all you want. I paid the bellboy's handsomely to leave us alone. Your
daddy was good enough to give me some expense money for this little
'operation.'" He grabbed her wrists and over her protests, sat on them. Her
hands were pinned under her rapist with his erect cock in her face. She could
not pull away from his crotch. Ted's voice became softer to her as she struggled
and sobbed and adjusted to her predicament. "Lick the family jewels, honey, get
them all warmed up..." His balls were hairy and red, and looked as large as
eggs. Chrissy continued to twist her head against his grasp as she bent to her
task. Ted moaned with the sensation. "Keep licking, honey." Brad and Carol
pushed me onto the floor with a THUMP. Carol sat on top of me. My face was only
a couple of feet from Chrissy's squirming ass. "CRACK!" Ted brought the belt
down again on her ass "CRACK!" Chrissy howled, but her mouth was full. Ted
leered down at me. "Can you smell her Joey? Hm? She's getting wet." Brad had
gone into the bathroom and returned. I couldn't see what he was holding. He and
Carol grabbed me and pulled down my pants and underwear. "Look at that white
ass!" exclaimed Carol. She and Brad pushed and pulled me until I was laying
across her lap. Brad handed her a jar of what turned out to be Vaseline. "We
don't want you to miss out on the de-flowering tonight Joey, so I brought along
a little friend!" Carol was reaching into her purse and pulled out a large
object that I couldn't twist my head far around enough to see. It looked black.
That's all I could see. "Enough training, wife, get into bed!" Ted cracked his
belt across her ass once more as he stood up. His large member literally came
out of her mouth with a "POP!" Her little-girl face looked red from crying. Her
lips were swollen red and pouting. "TEEED! DON'T DO THIS! WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO
HIM? OWWW....!" He pushed my wife onto the bed, her legs and arms splayed. She
put up a little bit of a fight as he put his weight on top of her. She seemed
more inclined to kiss him now than before. I could see his large hands, pulling
and kneading her breasts and nipples-making them stand up erect. His large cock
was pressed against her belly and was leaving a snail-trail of pre-cum. I saw
his hands slide under her panties and push them down her thighs. She struck at
his shoulder with her hands and her legs pedaled furiously as he stripped her. "STOOOPPPP!!!!"
I felt Carol's long-nailed fingers put a cold glop of Vaseline against my anus.
She began spreading it around. She stuck a finger in me, then two. She worked
her greasy fingers in and out. I tossed my head from side to side. Sweat ran
from my forehead. The room was much darker now. A little light came in through
the large window facing the bay. I heard a dull buzz from the vibrator Brad
handed to Carol. Ted squatted, and took off his shirt and kicked off his pants
and shoes. He appeared large and tanned, like an athlete. His body was much
hairier than mine. I could see his cock silhouetted against the window as he did
this. Some pre-cum dropped from the tip. He put my wife's ankles over his
shoulders, giving her a little swat on the ass to remind her who was in charge
and placed the tip of his cock against her moist opening. As her legs were
splayed, I could see a glint of moisture in her crotch, in the fading light. Her
face was beautiful against the pillow. "Now you can cooperate, Chrissy, and take
it on your back like a woman, or I mount you from behind like a beast!" Chrissy
didn't protest but her lips were pouting as she looked up at him, and she began
mewling and sobbing as Ted began a steady thrust. He didn't break her cherry
with one enormous thrust, but let her moistening pussy slowly impale itself on
him. When her cherry broke, Chrissy gasped, and kicked her little feet in the
air. Ted confidently grasped her waist and pulled her the rest of the way onto
his shaft. I could hear Chrissy moaning into his chest as he settled his weight
on top of her. Her legs bent back against her chest. My wife's breasts pressed
against Ted. Her feet kicked a little as he settled his ball-sack against her
ass. Carol worked the buzzing dildo into my asshole. It stretched and violated
me as I watched my wife be inseminated by my childhood bully. Carol must have
worked nine or ten inches of the thing into my gut. I could feel it vibrating
deep inside me. More duct tape was used to hold the thing in place. I cried into
my gag as the tape was wound around my hips. The two then got up, and laughing
quietly, left the hotel room. Ted pumped his cock in and out of my wife. The
veined shaft glistened with the moisture he pulled from her. He wrapped her legs
around his waist. Chrissy was moaning and squirming but had surrendered to the
fuck. I heard him muttering to her, "can you feel that Chrissy?" "Yes..." She
replied. "Here, lift your legs so I can put it against your cervix." I saw her
bend her knees again and point her toes, her eyes went wide and her mouth opened
in an "O" as he impregnated her. "Ohh, TED!" My wife cried. They didn't
separate. Ted pulled the covers over them later, and I saw the shape of his ass
humping the covers up and down. I heard my wife cry out from somewhere in there.
I was reminded of the time when I was little and peeked into my parents bedroom
to find out what the squeaking noise was. My asshole was stretched and pained.
The vibrator continued to throb in my belly. I think I may have passed out. I
could see the moon outside. When I opened my eyes. Ted and Chrissy were doing it
slowly. He had her bent over, her young ass in the air, and against him. I could
see his ball-sack swinging between her legs. There was moisture dripping from
where they were joined. She didn't appear to be fighting him anymore, or she had
completely surrendered. I remember seeing her arch her back as he thrust forward
and grunted again. She kicked her legs again as he did this. Their sweating
bodies entwined on the bed and I could hear them whispering to each other. Ted's
hand was resting lovingly on her belly. I blacked out again. The door slammed.
My wrists were free, (the tape was cut). I hurriedly worked the damned duct tape
off my wrists and ankles, and extricated the dildo from my butt. I had worn the
batteries out. Sunlight was streaming in. Chrissy and I were alone. I ran to the
bed and woke her to see if she were alright. "Chrissy! CHRISSY! Wake up for God
sake! Are you okay!!?" She moaned and rolled over, putting her arms around me
slowly. I pulled her into me and gently kissed her. "I'm alright dear." She
said. her voice sounded strange. I kissed her and kissed her and ran my hands
around her. She felt wonderful. She smelled musky. I could still smell Ted's
aftershave or something on her. Strangely, I found myself aroused. I was kissing
my lovely new wife and feeling her bare, secret places for the first time. She
was kissing me back. I rolled myself on top of her as we embraced. I confidently
spread my wife's thighs. "Stop Joey..."She said. She smiled at me sweetly as I
stared agape at her. "Go get a condom from the bathroom, please" She brushed
some hair out of her face. "But....but..." I stammered. "GO, get a Condom!" She
ordered, and then pointed to the bathroom. I returned quickly with the condom,
fumbled it on, then tried to resume our former passion. She lay back, calmly and
spread her thighs. Her formerly virgin pussy was gaping. She didn't even flinch
as I inserted my cock. Even through the condom I could feel the incredible heat
that almost burned my cock. "Is it all in...?" She asked. Two years later we had
a little one-year old running around the house. Chrissy is happy. Her family is
ecstatic. I am the breadwinner, and little else, it seems. The kid is a brat
already. Chrissy insists that he looks like me. Ha. Ha. I've never fucked my
wife without a condom, on her orders. ("We must be careful, she says") To make
matters worse, at the last big family gathering, her folks suggested another
grandchild. End
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